
Poem written for my own therapy. kind of long and oddly structured, but runs it's fingers over the main point throughout; being in slumps and not showing you are
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 1,076 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-12-05 - id: 1910717
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note: I so rarely bother writing about myself that I actually write myself wrong. Near the end of Honorary you probably didn't even notice how horrible I was doing in reality. I had a total meltdown, actually, several. I was having a really rough time then, and am still recovering. I've decided to type this up, just to get some stress out.In the end, it was very thereputic. Lots of counting, rhyming, so on and so forth. Which is why it's kind of long, I wasn't done being relaxed.–Shion
"Fall"
Depending on your view of me
I am who you want to see
Depending on your philosophy
I am every single thing
What do you want me to say,
The truth?
What do you want me to do for you?
I can't cry when I want to cry,
And I can't laugh when I want to laugh
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of tears
To finally throw away my fears
And make my lungs feel aired
What do you need me to do for you?
What do you want me to do,
The work?
Depending on your imagination
I can be your incarnation
Depending on your inclination
I can run this devastation
Depending on your ruthlessness
I can kill your mistress
Depending on your heartlessness
I can be your illnesses
What do you want me to be,
Anything?
What do you like me to do for you?
I can't die when I want to die,
And I can't run when I want to run
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of air
To put inside my worst nightmares
And make my world seem fair
What do you wish I could do for you?
What do you want me to burn,
My world?
Depending on your view of things,
I can fix your broken wings
Depending on your choice of kings,
I can slip you of these rings
Depending on your eyes set right,
I can show some of my might
Depending on your rank of knight,
I can make you to sleep at night
What do you want me to break,
My brain?
What do you think I can do for you?
I can't wish when I want to wish,
And I can't give when I want to give
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of layers
To hide inside my broken shares
And grow a garden for me there
What do you believe I can do to you?
What do you want me to dream,
Nightmares?
Depending on your calculations,
I can be evaluations
Depending on your inspirations,
I can be your anything
Depending on your assessment,
I can be a replacement
Depending on your resentment,
I can feel your amendment
What do you want me to bring,
Nothing?
What do you think you want me to do?
I can't feel when I want to feel,
But I can numb when I want to numb
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of hair
To throw upon a random chair
And flop upon without a care
What do I want to be, just for me?
What do you want me to believe,
What I see?
Depending on your life's red string,
I will be happy to sing
Depending on your sweetest dream,
I will branch off from your stream
Depending on your reaction,
I can stop your last action
Depending on your satisfaction,
I can make your distraction
What do you want me to deceive,
My reality?
What do I want to dream, just for me?
I can't cry when I want to cry,
But I can numb when I want to numb
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of kryptonite
To drink when I did not need might
And to spit out when I needed to fight
What do actually think of me?
What do want me to be,
Myself?
Depending on your real feelings,
I cannot ever be me
Depending on your wildest dreams,
You can soon be free of me
Depending on your reality,
I do not want to be me
Depending on your honesty,
I can be just anything
What do you want me to see,
Reality?
What do think you know about me?
I can't cry when I want to cry,
But I can numb when I want to numb
Because I can't be seen as weak
And I don't want to feel meek
I wish I had a great fall prepared
I wish I had a cup of light
To glimmer and be bright
Even in the darkest of my nights
What do you think I am worth to me?
What do you want me to bend,
My views?
Depending on your righteousness,
I can be your restlessness
Depending on your carelessness,
I can break your listlessness
Depending on your view of me,
I am who you want to see
Depending on your philosophy
I can be every single thing
What do you want me to think,
You're the king?
Because I want to think for myself
I can be what I want to be,
And I can numb when I want to numb
Because I am not so damn weak
And I am not feeling meek
I think I have a great fall prepared
And a cup of everything dared
To mix up my broken world
And grow a garden of my own
What do I want to think of myself?
What do you want me to pour,
My soul?
Depending on your slanted view of me,
I am who I portray myself to be
Depending who I want you to see,
You might never lay eyes on me
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