Poem By Kenzie Standerfer
Do you ever stop, think, and realize
everything you worked for isn't what you idealized?
It was like a sudden epiphany.
Everything I've been doing just isn't me.
Short relationships and long nights,
Goodtimes, but not fullfilling in aftersight.
This isn't enough, I definitely want more.
I thought I was happy, but now I know I'm not sure.
But what exactly do I want out of this life?
I dont really know, but not the bottle or the pipe.
Someone get me out of this routine.
To think I am strong enough on my own is completely obscene.
To this life I've been pretending to live, I say 'good riddance'.
I see now how much I've lost sight of my independance.
Once I find where lies my true happiness,
I will strive to clear my life of this emptiness.
Please someone have faith in my goals.
I need someone to hold me up, just while I fill these holes.