Another part of me

I pretend to keep a straight face when I’m in trouble
I feel a little at ease when the world is noisy
I touch the edge of the world when I’m asleep
I worry that I’ve never had enough sleep
I cry when I think of Re’enjap
I am the backdrop of the house and the over thinker

I understand morning happens before night
I say God created everything including hell.
I dream that my words will heal where there’s a wound
I try to make sure poetry is respected
I hope one day I’d be paid for all these pain
I am the backdrop of the house and the over thinker

Ruddapoet