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Author: mistressKC
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-06-06 - Updated: 05-06-06 - id:2168553

Anonymous

I am a little

Excitable

A little

Miserable

A little strange

A little unpredictable

I am the wind and the ocean

Chaos personified

I am a steadfast rock

I am fragile as glass

I am easily misunderstood

Though with good intentions at heart

I voice out my opinions with a brash start

Take a minute to listen…


I am easily breakable

I am confident

I am paranoid

The whole world is against me

But I want it to love me

For who I am

I want to live life at its fullest

I want to die and finally rest

I want to laugh

Stop crying, stop drowning

Face the world with a mask

Be strong

It’s not an act – it’s a task


I am optimistic

I am a cynic

I am a critic

But only because

All my life I faced other with unreasonable fear

Regrets

I am tired of being judged


I am a good kid

I like being sarcastic

I am honest

A rebel who trips on her own feet

Admired and scrutinized

Too many times have I fallen flat on the ground

I am a good role-model

Are you listening, kids?


I am a little out of ordinary

The world must take time to know me


It does not…


Sometimes I am tired of living

I feel like I can’t keep on going

The whole world keeps on turning

But I want it to stop


I have my issues

Like everyone else

And strangers

Uncover my heart

Reveal to see who I am

They read my grief

They know my pain

They know all the intimate parts of me –

Except my name


I am a little strange


I feel the way I feel

I act the way I act

I like it

I can’t help it

I don’t want to change and then…

I hate it


I am alone

In the company of strangers


Sometimes I wonder who they really are…

I am young

Not even legal

I am old

More ancient than the world

Like the forbidden fruit

I am dirty, I am clean

I hate people as much as I love them

The same goes for the world


Stay…

Go…


I am a person

(God help me…)

A real one

A strange one

(Just like you…)

I am what I am

(Confused…)

And I choose to remain

Unnamed

(A/N: thank you for taking the time to read. I hope you review, I'd really like to read what your thoughts on the poem are. For example, do you think it refers to a distinct person or to a whole generation? If so, why? Things like that. Have a nice day everyone.



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