Dignified

A poem on how dignity can raise you in the eyes of others.

I walk

My head held high

My hair blowing in the wind

People stop and stare.

I look so carefree

So happy

So pure.

It's infectious

Others walk the same way.

As I pass by, they smile and say

'She's happy with her life.'

But what if I'm hiding something?

I can't be, otherwise

I wouldn't be walking with dignity.

Author's Note

Okay. this is totally not my best work.

Reviews

[MadasonBlue]

Like with any other skill, you can never really know your full potential, and therefore you can't know your worst or best.
...Okay, well, maybe in some cases you can.
But I think this is really good. It's got truth and thought, which is what makes up good work.
Wonderful job.

[Emily]

This isn't your best work?
It was amazing!
I wish I could walk like her!

[!KILEY?]

I love this.

I don't think it could have been written any better.
Awsome write!

-Kiley