They Cut

They Cut

A Poem by Egan

Im nervous

ill admit

to walk those

halls like I know

what im doing

ill admit

im nervoous

to play improve games

that awaken my heart

and test my fate

I will admit

that i didint

believe them when I received

that call

I cursed myself for

makin it up in my head

for if asia didnt get it

how could i?

was it my charm?

my passion?

my love?

my work?

I dont know

but it curses me

with the ability ro relate to

others damn my big heart

they cut...

what if I get cut and

end up back on the bottom

thoughts of

"I told you she doesnt belong here!!!"

ringing through my mind

they cut...lets hope im not waisting my time

© 2009 Egan


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