Poetry: If Reality Hits Me

If Reality Hits Me

I don’t get it I ‘m just so confused,

I try to be the best person and do the

Thing I am suppose to.

I get flaked on, I’m feeling down

As I walk into a crowd of people,

I wear a frown.

I hear laughter, I cannot smile.

How am I going to get through

Tomorrow.

If reality hits me, I’ll be left in the dust.

As I wander around lookin’ for this place.

I seem to have wandered too far.

The way my mind works, I just can’t see

I keep on walking, searching for

Home.

Sitting in this place, a dark scent of trouble

I sense.

I don’t think I like it here, the place I arrived too.

I wanna be some place far, some place with no

Drugs.

I sit here quietly watching people frown.

Someone’s voice sticks out an unpleasant

Sound.

As I walk into a room of silence.

There’s no disturbance, its quiet all around.

-SiD

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Be sure to visit the authors website..  you have anything negetive to say about me, I don't care. I choose what to see, I choose what to believe, Go away if you want to stomp all over my dreams. I am not who you want me to be, I am not who you think I should be, You may find you are like me in some ways, Just leave it at that and Don't idolize what i say. Read more from this author

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