--As the Wind---creative writing assignment

old- and new one.

POEM ABOUT ME!

As the cold wind blows my brown Short,

Shoulder length hair,

My long 3 leaf clover earring's dangle,

My brown eyes sparkle,

As the bright stars danced to the noise we hear,

Me playing the keyboard,

Screeching from when I attempt to play the clarinet,

As I daze off into the darkness at this early hour,

I find myself walking into a tree,

The noise I hear changes,

I start to hear my favorite County Song,

Do I by Luke Bryan,

My voice sings “Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby ”

And stops,

As I see flash backs from at school,

I try so hard to blend in,

But I just stick out,

I'm different,

I'm sick of being different,

Writing helps me become normal I guess,

As the wind picks up,

My Neon colored pajamas,

Become the colors I see,

They turn to flashing lights,

As I ball my way into my trailer,

I love to think about what my life would be like if I slept,

Also What I love, hate, Like, dis-like,

Love; Being me, Music,

Hate;Spiders, Death,

Like; Writing, Nature,

Dis-like; DRAMA, GOSSIP

I also think about why people hate me-or like me,

Why do they hate-or like me,

Is it because I am completely unique,

Or strange, weird, crazy,

I'm weird but I'm me,

Why does being me bug them?

Why do I have to be just like them?

Why can't I just be me?

Why do I have to be naturally loud?

As I am now lying awake on my bed,

I can feel the springs pushing up against my back,

A big wet puddle of tears right under where I lye,

I remember having friends,

It hurts to know they don't know who I are any more,

Do I even know who they are anymore,

It hurts to know you lie, fake, pretend, just to get friends.

I guess I finally found my place.

As the cold wind blows my brown Short hair.

I ask myself

“Who am I?”

Author's Note

Don't criticize my spelling i have dyslexia
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Thanks

Reviews

[Luna]

Commas, again. And there is nothing wrong with being unique. Sometimes being unique is better than being like everyone else or blending in. If you blend in, then what is the point of being seen, of saying your opinion. I know I'm being hypocritical, all I ever do is try to blend in, hide my opinion. People who don't do that are my heroes though, they aren't afraid to be themselves. Don't worry about what others think, just be yourself and people will come.

[An owl on the moon]

This seems such an honest expression of life, descriptive of who you are on the outside as well as your depth of feeling. Beautifullly done... profoundly written. So very interesting to read!

[TessaLee]

By far this was AMAZING....
tessa

[Coyote Poetry]

A outstanding poem. We need to find our place where we are content. Writing has been my peace for 33 years. I love music. Can sing too good. In the mist of high School and regular life we can get confuse. I like your poem. You are holding on to what you are. Each of us is different. Make the world a better place.
Coyote

[Colin Stewart]

YES YES AND MORE YES - WHY DON'T YOU BRING THESE RIGHTEOUS AWESOME WORDS OVER TO: thepoeticminds.com (poetry, literature and dreams) and I WILL REVIEW IT PROPERLY - WE ARE MUSIC CRAZY OVER THERE - MY MUSIC LADY - AND AS WE SPEAK EDGAR ALLAN POE, NICK CAVE, TOM WAITS, WARREN ZEVON AND TAMMY WYNETTE ARE HAVING A POETRY JAM SESSION --------

[Shannon]

It was far better than your first "song of myself" project to say the least