This poem is about how many times in my life I’ve felt like people have purposely done me wrong and tripped me up, how many times I’ve been cut short because other people were being selfish, and how I believe that God WILL fix it!
I’m standing in the group on a big grassy field I’m waiting to hear to which team’s jersey I wield I wait and I wait as I sit on the floor They go on choosing and choosing, then choosing some more It’s me and another as the captains stare down They look at me and in their eyes I see a frown “You take Nathan, I’ll take the other guy” I look down at my shoes and let out a sigh We play a good game, I help bring the win When the time comes to party nobody invites me on in “Come over boy, climb up the ladder! “Prove yourself to me!” Though, even when you do everything right it doesn’t even matter. Stop acting silly and maybe I’ll budge. “You haven’t lived my life, who are you to judge?” I don’t have the time for humor and such. “You won’t let me win because I joke too much?” “Exactly my boy! Humor is nothing more than a crutch!” So when I win I still lose When I’m sad I can’t play the blues When I’m mad you’re unhappy When I write to bleed you call it sappy You act angry at me because I joke a lot You’re the one who doesn’t listen whether I’m serious or not You want me to act right, then reap no reward Your hypocrisy has gotten me tired and bored When YOU want to joke it’s always okay When I want to joke you just push me away! It’s never a problem when you need to complain It seems to annoy you when I express my pain You love to pretend you’ve done nothing to me in the past You’ve tripped me up hard and put my heart in a cast You think that you’ve won and the victory is all yours But I’m telling you though my heart is still sore the first shall be the last you’ll be no more