Who Am I?

As I stood ready to
Read my poetry final
Infront of my class of
six
I felt nervouse
And unease
Afraid of what people
might say
This is a first for me
I took a deep breath and read

" Who Am I"
And than I pause
letting them know
this one here was real
Still shaking
because of the words
I might hear
I couldn't take my eyes
of this paper
Alot beging with asking
"Who am I"
As I began as
once again

Who Am I
What does the future see?
When it’s standing
At my door
Like a mirror following me
Copying my every move
And determining my every step
Being my shadow
The one that never left

Who Am I
When I look back
What do I see?
Someone special
In the eye’s who didn’t believe
An Adventure
Unique black young lady
Ready to beat the beast
With her happy brown eyes
Smiling with all her teeth
With dimples that are so sweet

Who Am I
I am goofy
It’s hard not to smile around me
I’m distinguish from the rest
No identical version
Can beat my test
I’m superwomen
With my eye’s close
But when they’re open a
world creates its own

Who am I
I am an open minded person
I speak how I feel
When I feel it
I’m an exquisite person
I am a gem
I sparkle when I want to
And shine when I can
I believe I’m the best
I am going to be a Graduate in 2013
Being good at
Who I am
Who am I
The I still stand
And the AM
Is Myself
The who is
Rolonda S. Walls
Who am I

Who am I
I’m ready to be me
No matter what you say to me
And I’m ready for the future ahead of me
I ask again
Before I leave
And lead a brighter future
In time you will see
Who am I?
But the real question is
Who am I going to be?

As I finish
I was happy of those
words I heard
They were mine
And when I looked up
My Peers and my Teacher
Also heard them too
I was happy and I smiled
because they too were speechless
And I never expect to be that
Good
Had I not known that so
many spirit could have been blown
And the joy in there eye's
Have made fire times five

"You could win a noble award
one said to me but im not sure
if thats not possible there
many more than me even better"

"But my Teacher said he made me
go first because I write very deep
and it showed my class what poetry
really mean

I thought to myself
I live to write poetry
And poetry lives to walk in me

But im the quite and shy type
when I finish reading
I hurried and went to my saet,
putting my head down burying
my head in my sleves. And
close my eyes because
I did it.

Reviews

[Mrs.Roe19]

Thank you people

[junaid altaf]

the very lucid conversational way of putting forward your imagination is a very happening kind of poetry to me......... and moreover the simplicity u have maintained is to be appreciated........
keep it up!!!!!!!

[Lonesome Traveler]

I really like the contemplative question and answer utterances that makes this have such a nice rhythm, and read so well. Keep it up :)

[not one]

wow very nicely written