Wasting Time
Wasting Time
CJ Levinson
Sometimes I feel like I’m just wasting time again
Thought I’d be someone different by now
Everything I said keeps coming back to me
Thought I’d know the perfect words
But they never came to mind
And is that really you, standing in front of me?
Is that really you, standing in front of me?
Hold me now because I need to believe again
Remember me because I need to be free
All I’ve ever wanted seems so far away
The world barely turns
I can feel every part of me, reaching out
But the words die within me
Surrounded by this confusion
And the dying light
My only joy
Is the faint smile in your eyes
And is that really you, standing in front of me?
Is that really you, standing in front of me?
Hold me now because I need to believe again
Remember me because I need to be free
Remember me because I need to be free
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Wow, beautiful! It wasn’t so long ago that I felt exactly that way. I always sought to put it into words, but it never really came out the way I wanted it to. Actually, none of my poetry has ever come out exactly the way I wanted it to, but yours is really very good. Keep it up!
CJ: Thanks Kay! I’m glad you enjoyed it; there’s a lot of me in this poem and I’m not used to being so open, so it’s great to know it touched you like that.
I still feel like this sometimes and that’s one way writing has really helped me, given me that outlet I wouldn’t have had otherwise… I’m still never 100% happy with my writing but I think writers just need to write… you start to know when to let it go after a while.
Thanks for the kind words. I’ll pop across to see your blog later.