I Deleted a Song

I can no longer dance to that song
As my body is no longer capable
Of making those silly moves
We hilariously yet confidently executed
Oh, it belonged to us
It was to be forever ours
But ahead of you
Is a broad array of songs
Waiting to be loved that way
And you felt responsible for them
So I waited as you move around
Cherishing them one by one
Because I only had that one song

I remained patient
Watching from the side
Wishing that you will play it again
And thankfully you did
Yet only to be skipped
Repeatedly, deliberately
That even I
Have forgotten the moves
I cried then tried to remember
And cried again
For my effort was in vain
Why couldn’t I?
Then I looked at you

I laughed at what was in front of me
Seeing you reminded me
Of my long-standing foolishness
You never let our song reach its end
For you’ve grown accustomed to loud songs
That you can no longer hear
The low volume of ours
Then what was the purpose of a song
Making feel frustrated when I hear it
And as for you, inaudible
I’ve been hurt and tired
And you, only bothered
I deleted that song, solely for me

Some may say it’s pathetic, stupid, and immature
But I refuse to someday be lost in the sea
You call playlist.

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Let go when needed, don’t make happiness wait for you.

My Worst Poem

Paper Crown

A paper crown is the headdress of loners
Like a scoop of sand you removed from the seashore.
Paper crown convinces you that you can fly
If you believe that you can
You can’t really fly.
Paper crown is the ticking three, two, one
Don’t let it count — or just break the glass
Paper crown is something that you create from your
Mind to your heart to your soul to your feet
Just for comfort inside the walls you built.
If you have two plants, it’s a rose and a cactus
And you touch one and prick on thorns
Then the spikes will touch you all over,
Will you still have these plants?
If everybody gives you a hammer and you still scream
Go, go, go and you continue to stay, stay, stay
And you utter Bye bye bye?
If you still reside in that makeshift castle
For a long time and it turns back to dust
Don’t build another castle, when will you take off the paper crown,
Now or never?

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This is supposed to be a badly written poem that doesn’t seem to make sense but still makes sense. The picture indicated is from the lyric video of Alec Benjamin’s Paper Crown. Alec is one of my favorite singers and his song of the same name is what I took inspiration from in creating this poem.

Here’s a link to the lyric video of the song – https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mzmjdntlRJk