On My SleeveA Poem by Brandon HontzFifteen years of existence, and what do I have to show? A lot more then you think, a lot more then you know. My name, it does not matter, but all I want out of life is to live. There's so many things that I can't wait to do, so many things that I would like to give. I'd love to be the cure for cancer, be a hero among men, but someone as nervous as I may not like all of the attention. I just want to contribute, to share all of my thoughts. Leave a piece of history, help people through tight spots. I'm flawed, as are all of us, maybe just a little too much? Stubborn, lazy, and argumentative too, I know it's obvious that it's true. White skinned, brown haired, brown eyed teen, that's all there is really to be seen. I don't hide anything, I wear it all right on my sleeve, my name, it does not matter, but this is pretty much me. © 2008 Brandon HontzReviews
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Added on February 22, 2008AuthorBrandon HontzMilford, MAAboutI'm a punk. I do what I can, and I guess that's all you could ask for. Music, and writing, in it's many forms, are big parts of my life. Acoustic guitar, about 3 or 4 years now. I'm in love, with a be.. more..Writing
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