Poem I wrote some years ago |
I can’t sleep anymore when twilight comes There’s too much on my mind for rest I wonder about the things that no one can change It’s the little things that drive me up the wall Things like how others may perceive me I’m not sure why they consider me great Maybe it’s because I come off as friendly Or maybe because I respect others Or maybe it’s just a big conspiracy So many have told me I’m their hero And I wonder why they think that of me I’m a human being, just like the rest I’ve never seen anything different about me But somehow other people do I have my fair share of sins and I’ve tried to atone No one seems to notice any of my wrongs They give me a feeling of being the greatest That’s so much for one man to live up to I don’t know if I’ve let anyone down on this But how do I tell others how I feel They seem to think I can’t bleed I’m always there when they need me They’ve grown attached to me Is it because I’m optimistic Or that I listen Maybe because I don’t shed tears No matter how many friends I have I can’t shake off this loneliness There’s so much resting on my shoulders Sometimes it holds me down Some how, though, I get back up I’ve always refused to give up Maybe that’s why so many consider me great But I’m not worthy of such a high honor For someone to come up to you and tell you you’re their hero When you’ve only spoken to them twice It makes you think How much influence do I really have And the parents thank you for watching their kids How does it make you feel Or do you even know what I’m talking about That’s a big problem for me; finding someone to relate to I’m alone on this one It makes me wonder How they would react if they saw I had red blood That it falls to the ground and doesn’t float To show them that I’m not as invincible as they think Just flesh and bone like the rest And why do I even care about others Is it because of my past Or that I know what it’s like to have their feelings Maybe because something inside tells me to I’m not sure anymore Why do I do this to myself I know this is something about me I can’t change But I feel like I have to be a different person around others I’m obligated to live up to their expectations I can’t let them down Can you imagine how much pressure is on me Do you see I’m not perfect Or is this just nonsense to you I don’t expect anyone to understand They’re the ones who see me this way Anything else isn’t believable to them No, no one understands this feeling So how do I tell others this That I’m not what they think I’m not the Man of Steel Nor am I Incredible I can be brought down That I’m as fragile as everyone else Only a slight touch can make me shatter And that the wind can sweep away the pieces Would you believe me if I said I’d give all of this up Just to have someone that loves me for me The man who can cry Who can bleed and die Not this lie I’m made out to be Many would kill to have this much influence But it’s not what it seems to be I’d set it all ablaze For that one person who honestly loves me Who wants me to be happy Because that’s all I want for them True happiness Maybe then I can sleep again |