Untitled 2 Poem by Jessica LaDuron

standing waiting for you to come
tears keep falling from my eyes,
making tiny holes in the concrete,
it's as if my whole existance was masked by your insecurity,
as if you wanted me to blend in
and not have my voice be heard,
among the countless voices that are screaming up at the heavens.
you want me to become something im not,
i can't keep pretending that this is what i want,
that you are what i want,
i just want to live the life i was supposed to,
die the way God planned me to die.
i don't want to be a human sheild,
protecting you from what is coming,
let's face it,
you are going to have to deal with it sometime,
no use drowning me is your worries and fears,
when i myself haven't coped with the ones i have pushed away.
i was wishing that you could see me now,
see me as the person i was meant to be,
as the person i wanted to be.
but you left me standing here,
waiting for you,
you didn't bother to show,
maybe you've found a new sheild,
someone else to protect you,
because i can't anymore.