Who You Are

explanation kills the art

You’re a star in the light
An ordinary Galaxy
You Wednesday morning of a hero
With pale skin and metal bones
And your plastic friends and your small town
You who sits on park benches with big dreams
You in the dirty mirror with your warm eyes
Dangling legs over the edge of the pool
But you can swim in the deep end 
You, the wolf dressed in sheep skin
You, with a hungry mind and a silent howl
And you who could be more than the sound in the static

Author's Note

This is one of my favorite things I have written so far. Let me know what this means to you! :)

Reviews

[Verdant Cynic]

In this poem, I see a person who cannot grow up. I see a person, with a head full of dreams. Lovable all the same, but the narrator still wishing they would grow up and realize their potential rather than hiding. To me, that person is myself.

Great poem. It's a little short, and I think it could use a little bit more words.

[gentlekindness]

This is a good depiction of this kind of person. Some people wear masks all the time to hide their true intentions of preying on others. Have you ever looked up narcissistic personality disorder? There are some good videos on youtube that talk about all different aspects of the disorder. You might use some of the learning in your poetry.
Annie

[NightWatch]

I really enjoyed reading this XDD
To me, it's describing someone who on the outside seems ordinary, but has characteristics that make them extraordinary.
I'm not really sure how to exactly word my thoughts about this poem (it's like, two in the morning >.>), but it's definitely well done. It may be short, but it's got a lot of depth!