will never be mine.
the happiness and
joy and positivity
will never be mine.
the feeling of you,
arms around me,
never letting go,
knowing you will
be by my side, it
will never be mine.
the sense of pride
that i’m doing my
best possible work,
the feeling that all
the poems i write
will be must-reads
and command the
attention and praise
will never be mine.
the ability to relax,
live stress-free and
not get caught up
in all my anxieties,
go with my gut and
just try to have fun,
the care-free side
will never be mine.
the thought that
i’m doing enough
and helping out as
well as i truly can,
the idea that i’m
a great friend to
everyone i know
will never be mine.
the sense that i will
make it through, my
future will be bright,
and the world will be
my oyster, the feeling
that i’ll do amazing
will never be mine.
the feeling that my
creativity will always
shine bright and my
albums will always
go bigger, be better,
sense of improving
will never be mine.
but that’s just life.
throws everything
at you, all at once.
it does that to me,
and i know that the
ability to calm down
and take everything
one day at a time,
will never be mine.
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