I've been talking about me
I've been talking about you
We've been talking about people
We've been talking about objects
I've seen life and strife
I've seen death and birth
Eyes are used to talk
Mouths just see and water
Deep is actually shallow
Seriousness is overrated
Music is coordinated noise
Noise I don't like from noisemakers
You try to unlock but there's no key
You're walking on thin ice
It's never okay what you do
You just have to do it
The puzzle has no solution
The road, no end
Bunch of nonsense
You don't understand
I can't explain it to you
Here's my secret
I don't understand it either
It's a flower that will wither
I'm learning to be like air
I'll go with what I know
I'll respect what makes sense to me
I'll love myself and all that need love
I'll fight for my dreams
It's what keeps me going
Beating trumpets
Clanging guitars
Ironies and mirages
Realities coated in blurry white films
There's no direct direction
Just several pointing arrows
All pointing nowhere in particular
But you are expected to follow an arrow
And create a good outcome
And you're no creator 馃槬馃槬
Keep the light burning
Cry the tears that are coming
Bear your pains and failures with pride
It's never about 'em mockers
Never about how better they seem
Your pains and failures make you UNSTOPPABLE.
#VoiceOfTheEkere
I really don't know what I'm even writing about. Please drop your own thoughts on the poem. What does it mean to you?
Dedicated to Me, myself and I. I feel selfish today. No apologies for that. I've always been a fine girl oh馃槈