Note: This is TKandMit's second entry for the 2015 ERB Wiki Poetry Slam. Enjoy.
I feel like I haven’t lived life.
I feel like I’ve just slept and slipped by.
I feel like I know too much.
Or that I don’t know enough.
I feel like I should have kept my mouth shut.
Because what I say seems to cause some stuff.
To be truthful, I don’t feel like talking a ton.
Because every time I’m talking, I just want to be done.
I want to finish everything I’ve worked and strived for.
I want to record this album that I wrote and have pride for.
But every time I try to say something, it’s pushed away.
So forget my dreams, I’m just trying to get through today.
Another problem I got? I’m a fighter from writer’s block.
This novel I’m writing’s got this side that’s kind of locked.
And I need to find the key. It’s somewhere in there, I’m sure.
I’m looking through my head, but it’s so out there, I’m out of Earth.
And guess what? I’m giving myself even more things to do.
Working at a bowling alley on the weekends. That’s what I look forward to.
I love what I do. It fills a certain piece in this jigsaw puzzle.
Which piece? I couldn’t tell you, I’m sifting through the struggle.
So when I say to you, that I have too much on my plate to do,
Or that I may just act like a tool every day or two,
Trust me, I try to play it cool. But while I love this thing, I hate it too.
It made me do things I was never made to do, I’m painted blue.
The emotions that reigned through me have now vacated true.
What I state are not claims. They’re faith. I just wish you could see it, too.