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Old School Poems

How to Love

 

I wish I knew how to love

So that I could tell you how I feel,

I would open up my heart without fear,

And you would know that you're all I can think of

 

I wish I knew how to love

So I wouldn't feel alone anymore,

I wouldn't disappoint people as much, 

and I wouldn't be afraid to be touched

 

I wish I knew how to love 

So I woundn't run when it becomes real, 

I wouldn't hide when I am scared to feel

sorry, helpless or simply in love

 

I wish I knew how to love 

So I could teach my children how to

keep people around them from leaving

having nothing left but broken pieces

 

I know you tried to show me how

yet something inside me wasn't ready now

Today I am still asking mysef why

you are the one I got rid of

 

      - October 2013

 

 

Why?

Why are you sitting there wondering how

you are going to make a change before you die?

Why would you wait? You can do it now

I know you are scared to fall but at least try

 

How?

How are you going to find the reasons why?

When you are hiding here behind these walls

You said you wanted to do something else, to fly

but you don't even answer your phone when someone calls

 

Scared.

Scared to feel or to let go

to end up alone or to not know

the right time to say what you feel inside

the right time to tell him how much you cried

 

Tired.

Tired of being told what is right or wrong,

of living under people's expectations

You try so hard but then you fall

Tired of not being good at all

Why?

October 2013

Maybe I'll Find a Way

Is there a way to press rewind?

So I could find a way to change his mind.

I know that every story has an end,

but I would like to start that chapter all over again

Is there a way to let him go?

To forget the guy that I ussed to know?

To erease the one who knew how to make me smile,

To lay aside the one who made me happy for a while?

Is there a way to skip the part 

where my world is falling apart 

I used to have someone to trust 

See now, there is nothing left here but dust

 

-February 2013 

They Call it Love

She thought she knew everything,

she this is how she could spread her wings.

He told her that he loved her so bad,

 that she was the best thing he never had.

 

Yet she was still too naive, she had never been in love before.

She didn't want him to leave, that's all she asked him for.

But then someone better came along,

I guess he had been with her for too long.

In a blink of an eye he had already moved on.

It was a matter of time before all they had was gone.

- February 2013

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