I'll never be who you want me to be
So i was in a pissy mood
and i wrote this whole blah blah emo thing
but then i was like fuck it
so i wrote a poem instead
This is a tribute
To the man with the tubes flowing through his body
Who doesnt have much time left
I wonder who will miss me, thought he
As the man cloacked in darkness came; a theft
To the woman with half a breast
Who still has faith in god
The woman who still believes she's blessed
Though a cure is yet to be heard of
To the child whose parents abuse
Still able to convey trust and love
A body looking as purple as the spilled juice
To the young child, able to rise above
To the little girl without a mother
Without someone to hold her when she cries
To using her own strength as a cover
Living her life in her mothers eyes
To the strength of those who thrived
Who lived each days as their last
To the survivors, and the unsurvived
To everyone with a past
This is a tribute.
and i wrote this whole blah blah emo thing
but then i was like fuck it
so i wrote a poem instead
This is a tribute
To the man with the tubes flowing through his body
Who doesnt have much time left
I wonder who will miss me, thought he
As the man cloacked in darkness came; a theft
To the woman with half a breast
Who still has faith in god
The woman who still believes she's blessed
Though a cure is yet to be heard of
To the child whose parents abuse
Still able to convey trust and love
A body looking as purple as the spilled juice
To the young child, able to rise above
To the little girl without a mother
Without someone to hold her when she cries
To using her own strength as a cover
Living her life in her mothers eyes
To the strength of those who thrived
Who lived each days as their last
To the survivors, and the unsurvived
To everyone with a past
This is a tribute.