touched

August 3, 2015

i don't want to be a piece of art

because behind it all

nobody touches artwork

instead

they look from afar and move on

but i am more than just a story

i have a beating heart

that beats so loud

that it forces everyone

to crowd around

but they stop

only to leave again

because i am nothing but a piece of art

so fragile and stripped from the walls of reality in a broken society as they view me as

less than that rusted penny that can be found on the ground

inside me i believe there is space

for someone who will stand just a minute or two longer

taking a true glance at the real me

for i am just piece of art

waiting to be touched

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