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Post by sterling06 on Jun 1, 2004 23:07:40 GMT -5
When am i truly me? I try to be what i'm not. i don't know why i act in front of others. Being myself is unique and what others think is different from others, so why can't i be myself? Times change and life moves on but i stand still, my mind, my thoughts, all of this never changes. I feel lost, insecure, i take one step forward and fall back two, losing track of time in life. When will the time come where i can discover life and take the step without falling back? When? What do i do or need to do to fulfill my wish. When is the time going to change. As i stand still, i don't know what to do. All I can hear are the clicks of ballpoint pens twittling in the students hand, the coughs of students with the flu, and the rhythmic stroke from the lead of the pencil. What do these sounds mean to me? Am i really standing still?
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Post by angel on Jun 2, 2004 22:20:57 GMT -5
ok i thought I replied to this already, but I guess not. I love this poem and I can totally relate. Very nicely put
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