Guilty in my own skinA Poem by KeeDFresh start.. new beginnings
As I walk the fine line between insane and
normality I begin to realize
that I'm no where close to
figuring out me
I've been avoiding
answers in search of questions
asked by myself Just throwing myself at
ventures setting up my next failed
adventure
Guilty in my own skin Is this what it means to
be human?
So writing is my
release it's always been there
for me Maybe I was to blind to
see But opportunity kept
beckoning me
So I'm back from the dead my autopsy report it read bunch of talent in this
boy until it all got clouded
in his head
Guilty in my own skin Is this what it means to
be human?
I'm going to give it a
try again writing is my salvation to make mistakes is human to express them in
words
that's what I believe I'm
meant to do so I might be
Guilty in my own skin But writing is what makes
me human
© 2013 KeeDAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 18, 2013 Last Updated on March 19, 2013 AuthorKeeDMumbai, India, IndiaAboutHey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..Writing
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