Some may see me as the freak of class;
others see me as a poetic master.
Few even have seen my visual artistic work,
though almost none has seen me.
They all see a side of me,
Artistic, friend, sister, ex girlfriend.
That's all they really see.
They don't go past the exterior of my being.
The most important thing to me,
Is the way I am and destined to be for an eternity.
I'm a fallen angel, a former demon, and most of all,
an intellectual human being.
I'm wise beyond my years,
and very few seem to get the fact I’m not even 19.
I'm very talented in visual arts and poetic devices,
but if you look deeper into their meanings.
I may be "hard to get",
I'm not an open book as most people are.
The poems I write, and the artwork I’ve done,
its symbolic of who I am.
The outside world may not get me;
Most of my friends think I’m weird and eccentric.
They have long given up the search for my true soul,
If they would only read a bit deeper... they'd find the real me.
Author notes
This very much true of myself... unforunately. XD most people just see the gothic clothing and/or just one thing. if they would only read just a bit deeper... they would find how my true self.
see? not everyone can be an open book.
A contest entry
- What matters.... by Lil-Bit Crazy.
600 points, ended May 7, 2008, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think?
Comments
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GREAT POEM!
Love it. It can't get much better than this! Keep up the good work.
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I really like this... great job of describing this... I feel it... Im sorry for your pain.. and wish you the best in life.... thank you for sharing this with me... good luck in the contest and thank you for entering...
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