confessions

my only question is why do i feel

obesity is not something real?

ridicule is bound to occur one day

during a period of excess sunray.

i wish that it will never come to it,

because i am still a kid with no unit.

dimples on her face inspire me like no other,

even though soon there will be not just my brother.

society has caused me to feel fear and change my views,

instead of being happy and feeling like i cannot lose.

read all of my poetry to unlock what is hidden,

especially when i am being stupid and when kidding.

deep inside my mind you will find out the whole truth,

for my only wish is to inspire the youth.

rising through the ashes, like a phoenix i emerge.

escape is what i seek inside these walls so far stretched out.

eternity seems like a mental state reached without

depending on a force so external and wild.

occupying vessels is a photographed child.

mentally experimenting as i pure submerge

deepest parts of my soul to learn something secured

entirely away for the whole existence timespan.

seldom do i wish to live out my whole human lifespan.

i weep the bluest colors for the pain is just too much.

reaching for your hand, i feel soothed by your touch.

even though figs still cut holes in my vision,

depression in my heart is evoking this precision.

eventually this mayhem has to cease and remain still,

taking me across the globe to climb the tallest hill.

each statement holds my deepest fears and allusions.

reaping through my soul is a realm filled with illusions.

not to be a cheetah is a crime if what you seek

is to be successful, but all that i can feel is weak.

thank you nevertheless for the chance to feel this impulse.

you're the only person who i'd chose over those dimples.