March 25, 2012

The number of dimples composing my smile
Reveals my innoncence, naivete, and possible optimism
Maybe if i smiled less,
Maybe if i smiled less
I'd be more mysterious, if i were male
In all honesty, i'd love to prance around
In my underwear or without a shirt
I want to dance without consideration of my body
I want tosing without consideration of the embarassment
I want to be free
Not in the sense most teens aspire
I want to be happy.
I secretly want to smile.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Smile and the whole world will smile with you , weep and someone might weep with you...A splendid poem...:)