Selling myselfA Poem by Jennifer Elizabeth
I know what I don’t want to be
I’m not afraid to die alone
I won’t forget my way back home
And everything I love is free
I find pleasure in the simplest things
Like dancing in a flowing skirt
And kneeling down into the dirt
To tease a stray cat with a string
I smile even when I cry
And won’t forget a lesson learned
I do not mind when I get burned
It reminds me that I am alive
I’m carefree and easy going
In love with love and imperfection
A sucker for some good attention
And my confidence is growing
So if you’re looking for the kind
Of girl who knows just where she stands
Simply come and take my hand
I'll gladly share my peace of mind
© 2008 Jennifer ElizabethFeatured Review
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10 Reviews Added on October 6, 2008 Last Updated on October 6, 2008 AuthorJennifer ElizabethJermyn, PAAboutMy name is Jennifer & I'm 21 years old. I've been writing my entire life, basically, with the exception of a few years where I suffered from horrible writer's block. During that time, I threw away eve.. more..Writing
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