Futaba

I hate it 

when people say

 it'll be okay,

 and that they understand.

 But they don't. 

They don't understand, 

because they aren't me. 

Am I wrong 

for thinking certain things?

Am i wrong for thinking

that sometimes 

the ground beneath me is steady

even as it cracks?

Taught to stand tall, a fortress

A gentle flicker, a sudden flare.

It is a beautiful dance of heat and light,
the most quintessential expression of raw energy.

I'm not very good at empathy.

I can't read the room and feel what nobody has spoken of.

I can see when somebody is sad,

but it's not like I can feel it.

Of course, I can try. 

Repetion

Don’t you think,

It’s funny how

History seems to repeat?

How famous words are suddenly not the speakers words anymore?

In the last 12 months,

I've realized a lot of things.

I realized that those closest to us can also hurt us.

I realized that people are liars.

I realized that the world is broken.