How I Became a Poet

I read short lines That I added extra lines to.  I read some other lines That I changed the words of. I carried my pencil And wrote down these replies These changes To the short lines that I read. I saw, I felt, I observed, I cried, I laughed, and I wrote. I carried my... Continue Reading →

I Got Myself – A Poem

Whenever I feel sad Or bad Or like crap I don't need anybody To make me feel better. I don't need someone to tell me That everything will be alright And that I need to stay strong. I don't need someone to hold me And wipe my tears. Because I got myself. I will fight... Continue Reading →

Misunderstood – A Poem

I feel like I am Misunderstood By my own people. I speak their language But my thoughts are different. They look at me and judge me Asking me meaningless questions About my personal life and choices. They think that I am miserable Because I am not like the rest. I have long given up On... Continue Reading →

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