Super

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem I wrote to help relieve the stress of constantly being looked down upon due to the limitation of my physical limits. What I was able to do severely lacked in comparison of what I was willing to do. But this was still not enough. And when failure was achieved, the gratitude was met with the same fate.

Submitted: July 23, 2017

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Am I supposed to be superhuman?

Superpowers to read your mind

Superpowers to hear your echoes

Don’t you understand?

I am so opposite?

 

I am weak minded

And in body

My soul is so aged

And my life is too young

My body isn’t perfect

So stop expecting much

 

Can’t you see it yet?

How imperfect I am?

For twenty long years I have never changed

And still you see my opposite

When have I ever lied?

Over-posed myself?

 

I’d like to know

But I don’t

So don’t expect me to know every detail

To see them all in clarity

To hear all the words like a line in a story

I just can’t


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