i tend to write poems when i feel the need to express myself. This one isnt quite done yet, but then neither is the story. Enjoy if you so desire.
Isn’t it funny?
Isn’t it funny, how a girl,
Just messing around
Can find someone that shows her
Who she is?
Isn’t it funny, that a man
Can come and stall the complete realization?
Isn’t it funny, how a girl
Infatuated with a new relationship
Will deny that newfound part of her,
Just to be with him?
And then isn’t it funny, that the man,
Doesn’t realize, and leaves?
Isn’t it funny, how after her heart heals
That part of her
That never bloomed before
Tries to blossom again?
But then again, isn’t it funny, that it can’t quite bloom
Because she can’t find someone to help yet?
Isn’t it funny, that the girl
In trying to explore this part of her
Only whets her appetite
And makes the ache grow more?
And isn’t it funny, that the people that have what she is looking for already
Just say that it comes in time?
Isn’t it funny, that the girl
In trying to be logical
Just finds that logic
Doesn’t help the emotions
Isn’t it funny that she thinks that logic is more important
And yet yearns to let her emotions take over?
Isn’t it funny, that as the ache grows
More each day
She as yet holds herself back
Because she is afraid?
Isn’t it funny that she is afraid, because the thing that can bring her the most happiness
Can also bring her the most sadness?
isn't it funny?