Missing Things We Never Found; Poem by Tiffani Williams

For once in my life, I feel like I’m doing something right.
but at the same time, I feel like.
I don’t know where this will go
like a road, and your in the lead
and, I don’t care where I end up
as long as your there
or somewhere near
the way the path,
has been walked on
but I keep stepping
on glass and broken things,
like the past, and things I can never make right
and I try to my extend,
to show you that times change
and people do too,
and, it’s just one of those things
you have to believe in
but you never believe in the things you can’t see,
when you saw them before and were let down,
and difference doesn’t matter,
if you eyes don’t adapt.
and I’m just a waste of time,
when you’re living in doubt.
and I’m living in regret.
and things, aren’t suppose to be like this.
but why is it then?
because maybe I’m shallow,
and maybe I’m naïve,
but this is all I’ve ever seen
and this is all I’ve ever felt
and I can’t get more in depth.
without sounding insane
and anyway, you wouldn’t understand
if it hit you in the head,
because you’re as lost as I am
and when we can’t find ourselves
how can we find each other too?
but can we live without these things we never saw?
how can we miss what we never found?
I don’t know about you,
but I miss part of me,
when you’re not around.
and though, I never uttered a sound,
I kind of wanted to keep you in this town,
and close to my heart.
cause home is where the heart is
and I’ve always feared.
you held mine.
which is exactly why,
I don’t understand
with everything I am in your hand
you can’t see sincerity.
inside my anatomy.