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The World is cruel and selfish
    so I try not to be.
The World dost crush my hopes and dreams
    and won't let Me be Me.

I am a puppet doll you see
    contrary to belief
I am not a 'human' or a 'devil'
    causing all World's grief.

I long for recognition from
    just one who really cares.
It's not that no one does
    and I suppose that's only fair.

I have a talent, all my own,
    for making people smile.
I can change the way they think
    and do it all in style.

I could make them scream or cry
    but what fun would that be?
I would end up all alone,
    and lonely in my glee.

But somehow when I cry aloud
    the stares come back distorted.
Their confused and wary eyes
    do clench my heart contorted.

I am God, the Chosen One:
    is sacrifice too vain?
I used up all my laughs and smiles
    just to save you pain.

What punishment doth await me
    who greedily asks for more?
I want to meet another God
    a God to be adored.

No more words and no more laughter:
    how it ought to be.
Just a touch in quiet silence,
    and then Me will be Me.
. . . 




How many friends do you have?
One or two?
Ten?
More?

Having lots of friends is lonely, and I don't like it.

It's 9AM on a Saturday morning... Good morning.
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roselinda889's avatar
Well, I know you know that you help me in my times of depression. So, I try to do the same. But, once again, you know I get awkward and my words usually twist the meanings and all is in vain. So, know that you'll always have my silent, awkward support as you rant or whine on my shoulder or lap, as I have done the same with the words that I lack.