I'm tired of being behind...
its seems as though i am all of the time
Its too hard to keep up
every time i turn around i get stuck
Every ones problems become my own
I want to save the world but alone
I want to love but i'm too afraid
i cant help but feel betrayed
To put my heart in the open
and let you play with it until its broken
is a dangerous game i cant play
so why do I live each day
what the hell is beauty when it comes to life
i would give it away to you if it would make u smile
I would trade my eyes, my lips, my nose, my fingertips
for the happiness that runs from me
what the hell is beauty
when your behind
and your goal in life is a lonley one
what the hell is beauty
when everyone else takes your time
and you cant change the things that have already been done
what the hell is beauty
but superficial luck
all i want is to become unstuck
I would cast this beauty away
just for my happiness that runs away
so i can live each new day
and maybe open my heart to love along the way.
Nicole Jaimie Carothers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/expressions-of-a-teenager/
