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This is a poem i wrote for a class that i took and it turned out pretty well. |
| I am myself and nothing more. I wonder about death, and how it’s impacted me. I hear the sounds of this city that I can’t get away from. I see people go by, and wonder at their lives. I want to see all my family again, together, in one place. I am myself and nothing more. I pretend that I’m not the way I am. I feel scared, hurt, like a child curled up in a dark corner. I touch the lives of those around me. I worry about what will happen, if I’m the last one left. I am myself and nothing more. I understand the way things have to be, even if I don’t agree. I say I will, when I don’t want to. I dream of the day I am out of this darkness and into the light. I try to do as expected, while still being me. I hope for the day when I’ll accept myself. I am myself and nothing more. |