This is actually a poem i wrote 8 years ago when tmau became a part of my life.
How does it feel?
What is it like to think you have a great gift
To think there is one thing you can do better than anyone else
Only to find
Your just a needle in a hay stack
What is like to push yourself to win something
and when you finally convinced yourself you’ve got it
You find it your only second best
What is it like
to try and please someone
to move heaven and earth for them
Only to always come up short
Because it’s never enough
How does it feel
to want to be with someone
to think one person is so amazing
but having to face the awful truth of knowing they can never be yours
How does it feel
When life takes an unlawful turn
the worst occurs
something you wouldnt wish on anyone else
and have to live with it for the rest of your life
What is like
to make a choice that can never be taken back
To do something that practically ruins your life
And not knowing what to do, where to turn, and who to tell
How does it feel
To hurt someone so bad
That not even saying sorry helps
Because what you did can never be forgotten
What’s it like to work so hard
To make something work
to put all of your effort into it for so long
And to find out its it never going to work anymore
What’s it like to have someone against you
Without knowing why
or what you did to them
To have someone treat you horribly without any just reason or cause
How does it feel never having the right look, clothes, or personality
to feel like why am i the way i am
How does it feel to not be smart enough
In this world that everyday its seems like there’s always something new to know
But you cant even grasp yesterdays knowledge
There are so many “What’s it like, and how does it feel” in this world
That i cant even writem them all down.
Yet, i know
no matter how many there are
And how many happen to you
that they are all apart of life
They’re apart of being human
For with the good comes the bad
We live in an imperfect world
So it’s expected to be imperfect, to make imperfect decisions, to have things not perfectly the way we want them
It’s expected
and its okay
Because there are other things we can have, want, be
Were’re not beautiful on the outside
but were beautiful on the inside
Were not rocket scientist smart
but we’re street smart
we have common sense
And beyond that we have life
No matter how it is
Not to mention the dream that things can get better
and will
So when ever you think about
how you feel
or why this has happened to you
or why your always doing this
remember
you can, you will, it will happen
But you can, you will , and it will change for the better
So now “How do you feel?”