By: Chris
I’m from being broken, beat, and scarred
From broken hearts to shattered dreams
I am from happiness to depression
From trustworthy to betrayal
From worst to horrible in my early teen years.
I am from video games to playgrounds
From the streets of Anchorage to the small walls of the house
To new beginnings and sad departures
From favorite teachers to despicable substitutes
I am from keep-out-of-trouble and mind-your-own-business
To grow up and learn on your own
I am from a little obnoxious kid to a ghost of a teenager
From being expected to be all I can be to
don’t even bother trying.
I am from new hope to early love
From having a bright future to a cruel believing
From being blinded by love to seeing a horrible creature
I am from horrible scary movies to crazy twisted actors
I am from memorizing love to false kindness
From being told what to do to
I am from new hope to early love
From having a bright future to a cruel believing
From being blinded by love to seeing a horrible creature
I am from horrible scary movies to crazy twisted actors
I am from memorizing love to false kindness
From being told what to do to
not caring for a thing in the world
From being happy for what I have to
From being happy for what I have to
wishing for a greater life.
wow i really like your poem chris!
ReplyDeletei like your poem.
ReplyDeleteThe reading of your poem that you did yesterday was powerful. You are a talented young man!
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