Out of my Reach

NOTE: If some of this sounds like my previous poem Reach, that's because it is. I wasn't happy with Reach. I felt like it was incomplete and that I could put more into it. Reach was inspired by the song Use Somebody. Just recently I heard a song by Cara Beth Satalino called Shimmering Thing. In my mind I played with Use Somebody and Shimmering Thing. Then I did the same thing with my poem Reach and here's what came out of that.

Wake up to an annoying sound.

Drink my coffee as I ponder a clock

I want to drown. Misery has my mind

bound as I ride to work downtown.

Walk around lookin' up at what I can't reach.

Pretty faces fill the places I wish I could be.

Trying to jump start my life. That's hard to

do when it's empty. Need someone with a 

smile and an open heart.

Growing up I was told to sit down and

be quiet. Now I know I'm not stupid. Not out

to start a riot, but I'm only average. That don't

get me replies from women on ok cupid.

A lot of things are out of my reach.

Don't wanna air dirty laundry. Don't

mean to cry, whine, or preach. Have

a talent I want you to see. Hope it's gonna

make you notice me. Hope it's gonna make

you love me.

By Eben Cooper