Real Me

I feel like an endless search
I long for an only touch
Please, let me feel
You’re not a dream

Just take my hand and hold me still
Let me feel that you’re real
That I’m not sleeping
It’s really happening

Like a careless whisper in the night
I let myself drown in the dreamless sea
Where my paranoia dies
Leaving me to be like a normal being

I used to know myself one day
Loving the world so deep
Never caring about what they say
I dreamt and lived the way I did

Years of rises and falls
Made my heart cold
I wish I could be
The real me
To be loved for what I am
Even a broken paranoid

I’m not that perfect, not a saint
Depressed and problematic
Though the things are clear
You see this, dear

I’m not gonna lie this time
Just open your eyes
And you will see
The real me

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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