Mister Y

August 16, 2016
By DrMitchellPhD PLATINUM, Riverdale, Georgia
DrMitchellPhD PLATINUM, Riverdale, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with who you are, and not who people think you are." - Goldie Hawn


I feel like a substitute sittin' on the sideline,
Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time,
I feel like a substitute sitting handsome in my prime,
I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time


Drop your knees to the floor,
Hands to the sky,
Give a round of applause for the great Mister Y
I walked all night long in the dark                                      Just to be standing here

Only to feel like nobody                                                      I'm Mister Y am I here?


And the lights,                                                              They get stronger                                                           The longer that you have to wait,
For the honor, the honor, to be great
 

I feel like I'm stuck inside a race,                                       Feel like I'm catching up,
Oh, Isaiah what a shame                                                 You didn't make the upper cut!

Feel like I'm stuck inside a race,                                       Feel like I'm catching up,
Oh Isaiah, we're so sorry,                                                But you didn't make the cut.


Drop your knees to the floor,
Hands to the sky,
Give a round of applause                                                    'Cause I'm the great

Mister Y!

I walked all night long                                                        In the dark                                                                   Just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody                                                    Oh,  Mister Y am I here?


I walked all night long                                                       In the dark                                                                   Just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody                                                   Tell me, why am I here?

And the lights,                                                             Made me stronger                                                           The longer that I hade to wait,
For the honor, yes the honor, of being great.


The author's comments:

Mister Y was originally a poem I wasn't going to publish, probably because it gave too much info on my emotional standpoint, at times. But I decided to publish it so I could have more diverse variety within my poems. Hope you enjoy!

Oh and P.S., Isaiah is my middle name. I like to go by that name when I refer to myself in third person. He's sort of like my alter ego. (I refer to my middle name as He)


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