The music drowns out my tears.
My smiles cover my fears.
I write lyrics to hide the pain.
I play my guitar to keep me sane.
Just by looking,
can you tell who I am?
Just by looking, can you tell its a scam.
Do you think I am, who I pretend to be?
I am who no one ever sees.
Ohio
I’m me.
There’s only a few people
who know who am i
really am.
And those people are my
best friends.
If you were to ask
anyone about me
they’d probably say…
that I’m fun and energetic.
But pretty loyal.
You can always count on me.
I’ve been through enough to
know how to handle
most situations.
Which is where my poems come from.
They’re basically advice
that I give from my
personal expereinces.
I love writing and I love
the rest of the arts:
Guitar
Piano
Vocals
Art
and just being creative.
I love who I am.
And will stand up for myself
and others.
I figure if you don’t
love yourself who will…
My personal feelings
are shown through my poems
and I love that style of writing.
So read ‘em
Published on March 24, 2008.
This story (like all ficlets) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 License. What does this mean?
Comments
Me??? Part 4
Posted 6 months ago
Want to comment on this ficlet? You need to sign in!