Newest Poem...
I posted this on another board.... for the ones that like what I write I hope you enjoy....
Questions
As I look out the window as the world passes by.
I have so many questions, can't help to wonder why.
The wind blows gently through the blossoms of spring.
A bird sits on a branch and rustles his wings.
As I sip my coffee and smell the sweet smell of lilac.
My mind dreams of my childhood memories, it all starts to come back.
I look at my reflection through the wavy glass.
I take a deep sigh and remember my past.
Was it all wasted because I wasn't that strong?
Should I blame it all on people that said I was wrong.
If I threw up my hands and let them win.
Would I be any different now because I was thin?
The beauty I see, was always deep within.
Was my heart any different under my skin?
Did my heart not bleed because of my size?
Does it make it any harder, not to cry?
Why did obesity scar so many of us so deep?
Often I bow my head and gently weep.
We were never the monsters they wanted us to be.
The issues were deep inside their soul, you see.
My jeans like theirs, go on one leg at a time.
Charging eighty-two dollars for pants, that was the crime.
Not fitting into seats and making me wait.
Just being treated as normal, even fearing to date.
I was told I was fat, worth nothing to most.
Didn't have many friends, was I a hidden joke?
The struggles I have had are not known by all.
Talk about hiding your soul and surrounding yourself with walls.
I was often told I was nice and had a great smile.
I was living in a hell that was full of denial.
The normal people made my soul feel empty inside.
The beautiful people made me feel so shallow and I wanted to hide.
My life is about beliefs in the people that I know.
I Working hard in life, Having something to show.
Writing down my dreams with paper and pen.
Just trying to be better person and love all of my friends.
I try not to judge because I am not you.
I like to smile over a cry, this much is true.
I have lost it all, but never given up.
Tried to have a smile when times got rough.
I have made mistakes and lost some friends.
Stood by others sides until the bitter end.
I have been called a liar for protecting the truth.
Lost my life to obesity, when I was a youth.
What makes a person better than who I am?
I am just looking for happiness and a perfect plan.
The mirror I stand in front of is what I am about.
There is no room for apologies, no time to pout.
So here are my dreams in black and white.
Stand by me and be prepared to fight.
For the battle we fight in our daily routine.
Is what life is about, doesn't it seem?
Be good to your friends, they can be hard on you.
They want the best, I know this to be true.
As I look in the reflection, a tear forms in my eye.
The only question I can ask myself,,,,,,WHY...
Ron Vasko
2007
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