Vulnerable

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Is anyone out there really happy? I just want to know

It's been 23 years..and I just want to grow

Grow out this hell,and be set free from this spell

I have a couple cousins who live like their prisoners

It's like their house is just one big cell

And I used to live with them for a while

 I just wanted to set them free

So they can live life the way it's suppose to be

But what exactly is life suppose to be

I guess that will have to remain the biggest mystery 

I keep listening to sad songs..Maybe because they appeal the most to me

And I guess I didn't appeal to you

I always care too much about people who don't deserve it,but that's just me being too true

And I hate being honest

Always being told I'm too negative,but we're living in a world where nothing is promised

I wish I didn't have to be so nice,

If only I could treat these girls like all the other dudes do,with a heart & soul as cold as ice

What has your days really become?

It seems like you're searching for the wrong things..constantly having to be someone else to have fun

Why I'm here?And why are you reading this

Is everything going the way its supposed to..or is there something I missed

It's already November so that means December & Christmas is pretty near

I hate this time of year

Because people think fake smiles and presents can make up for the entire year for which they didn't show they care

I'm just trying to let it all out,because I'm tired of holding it in

The moment we can all be comfortable with who we truly are,is the day I think we can all win

This writing thing…I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse

O that's right,I can just pretend everything in my life is perfect,but that would be worse

So ready to find out my next base..England was cool & all but I think my heart is meant for another place

Learning that my dreams & goals are the only things I should chase

It's been two years…and I finally got to talk to her

I asked when I finally make my return to Florida..what are my chance of seeing her…but she wasn't sure

Things are different now..so I might of lost my place

I told her it's okay,I was the one who said we should just be friends..that was probably my biggest mistake

So now I'm just here & I don't know how to end this

It's like this poem is just one long angry text..not really sure if I should send this

But I already wrote it,so it's basically done

They say only the real are truly Vulnerable..so I guess I'll be the only one…

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