The Complex




It's here again
About as complicated as it sounds
Meaningful yet meaningless
A juxtaposition of emotions
That can never quite be fully explained
Unless it is experienced


It's a feeling of never quite being
Of stretching
And stretching
But never quite reaching
Of feeling
And feeling
But never quite enough
Until it almost drowns

I feel it when I open my mouth
In a crowd of strange friends
Sometimes I feel it when I have to bleed
In a gathering of the injured
Yet other times it creeps on me
As I smile at a known stranger

It's hard to shake off
Hard to put into words
How do I explain without sounding stupid?
How do I own myself without quite comparing?
Am I the only one trapped here?
Or do you feel it too?

The feeling of never being enough
The pain of feeling inferior.


WaleAyo.

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