Aug 31, 2010

I Am Poem

I am a curious and gazing teen.
I wonder if i will ever be freed.
I hear the sound of the wind.
I see other people's sins.
I want to break these binding rings.
I am a curious and gazing teen.
I pretend that I like this.
I feel like I'm in bliss.
I touch the stars at night.
I worry if I lose my sight.
I cry when I'm mad mean.
I am a curious and gazing teen.
I understand that I'm actually here.
I say that I have no fear.
I dream I could fly.
I try to be bright as light.
I hope that i can stay keen.
I am a curious and gazing teen.