Sick

With Everything you
Say and do I lose
Another bit of
Respect for you.
Immature, Self-centered,
Over-dramatic,
Opinionated, and down
Right Rude.
Making life harder for
Yourself and those
Who try to love you.

You refuse to see the
Big picture.
The Real picture.
Do you do this to get
Attention?
Is it to see you cares?
I'm sick of it.
Everyone is!
Stop pretending!
Stop playing these
Games!
You hurt everyone
Around you.
How can you not see?
Or maybe you choose
Not to.

Friendship is a two
Way thing.
I may be a friend to
You but you a certainly
Not a friend to me.

I am

I am
Versatile
Adaptable
A constant
Aide
So many
Things fit
Into one

Confident
Strong
Wise
Knowledgeable
Wise
Outgoing
Caring
And so
Much more.
That is what
I am for
Others

I am
Here for
You a
Pillar of
Positive
Strength.
Always
Willing to
Help.

I give
Encouragement
and
Enlightenment
To all I can

I observe and
Understand
More than
You'll
Ever know

I am
Relied
Upon to
Remedy
Any situation.
I quickly and
Efficiently
Perform my
Duty.
But I
Feel I
Stand
Alone at this
Task
Insecure,
Confused, and
Lost.
Feeling
Used and
Unappreciated
By my
Peers.

Very few
Make me
Feel
Loved and
Wanted
Even when
They
Do not
Need my
Help.

Those I
Thank.
Those I
Love.
Those I
Will do
Anything for.

My Frustrations

Feelings of
Discontent I
Can't quite
Shake.
Present in
Daily life but
For the most
Part Ignored or
Unnoticed.

Maybe it's
Just me.
Maybe I
Need to get
Over it.
I wish I could.
I miss you
I need you.
You're slowly
Drifting away
From my
Warm
Embrace.

I feel I am
Losing you,
If only for
A short while,
In the
Dangerously
Fast current of
Life.

My Perception is
You are already
Gone.
You don't seem to
Wish to come
Back to me.
Your Perception is
Nothing has Changed.

But still I
Feel it.
That
Unfathomable
Connection.
Superficially
Fading but
Still Present and
Strong in the
Reality of it.

Don't let Them
Change you.
Be who you
Truly are.
That is the
Person I
Made a spot
For in my Life
And only you can
Fill it.

Beholder

They seem to
Love them.
For why?
My funny
Little quirks?
Odd little
Habits?
Why?

Your smile
Your personality
Your laugh

So many small
Things add up
To feelings of
More than
Friendship.
Things some
Find annoying
but apparently
Some find
Endearing.

Beauty really is
In the
Eye of the
Beholder.
Based on the
Perspective and
Experiences of the
Beholder in
Question.

Beauty is an
Outward
Appearance
As much as an
Inward
Quality.

The world
Focuses on the
Outside but to
Really Love and
Not only Lust
The heart, mind, and
Soul need to be
Taken into account.

They see my soul,
Hear my heart, and
Understand that I can
Be everything
For them
But they do not
Understand
They can not
Be everything for me.

Enough

I don't
Find myself
Worthy of the
Praise I
Receive

I do not
Realize the
Amazing
Qualities I
Posses

I only see
The harm
I've caused
In my own
Life.
I see the
Things in me
They will
Never
Know about

I have
My Struggles
and
My demons.
They taint my
Self-image

I know I can
Conquer them

I want to
Become the
Example to
Myself that I
Am for Others

I want to let
That Example
Take me
Over,
Change me, and
Become me.

Modern

We have so
Much they Didn't
Have in the
Past

Electricity,
Internet,
Cell phones,
Anything and
Everything
Possible to
Make life
Easier and more
Efficient

But even
These
Amazing
Conveniences May
Become a
Hindrance

They can
Distort Human
Communication.
Influence our
Lives so
Much that
We no longer
Know how to
Interact

They can make
Us Lazy.
When Presented
With a
Real Challenge
We will fail.

We are Alone
In our
Small small
World

We have
Secluded
Ourselves
Given ourselves
Over to the
Latest Technologies.
We are destroying
Our Humanity

Knowing

There is
Something
Beyond
Knowledge,
Beyond
Books,
Beyond
Everyday life

It is a Part
Yet Separate
The distinction
Cloudy but Clear

I can
Feel it at
The Tip of
My fingers,
My tongue,
My mind,
and I can't
Quite
Grasp it.
I want to
Tenderly
Wrap my
Arms
Around it and
Never
Let it go

I want that
Clarity of
Mind,
That peace of
Being
I want that
Knowledge
Beyond
Knowledge

Knowing isn't
Enough
Any longer
I want and
Need More

Finding Me

I'm not
Lost.
No but
There are
Parts of me...
Parts of me I haven't
Necessarily
Found

There but
Not fully Realized

I need to
Rediscover,
Reinvent, and
Recapture
The Person I
Know is there

I vaguely
Hear her
Thoughts and
See her Dreams
I know
She's there that
Real me

I know I
Must bring her to
Her full potential

Break through the
Stereotypes
Placed on me
That I have
Slowly
Come to
Believe

I have
Formed to Fit
The Mold
Placed upon me

That is not me
It Can't
Ever
Be

The time has
COme to
Figure out
Who I am,
What I stand for, and
Where I want to be