its me you see

im sure people will wonder what makes me be me. well truth is im not really sure either. i guess since i was born i have always been different. my dad used to say i couldn't be his because i was so different. not that i dont look like him but because at young age i could talk to things that didnt talk. im not saying a ghost or nothing but those every day items that kids have like lets just say im not embarressed by it. colored pencils my friends who i used to talk to and play with my mom said it made me special but my sister and dad thought different. i was so different that my dad began to get mad if i did something that wasnt normal. so i tried to hide it but when i started to make up stories about things my dad decided it would be best to ignore me completely. days and nights passed by and i was to saddened by his remorse that i moved to the next thing i could find and it became me the thing many dont see. i hid myself from the world and began to write the only people i shared it with was the cat who was to tired to move away. took me years to let people see me and only me but i realize that by hiding myself i found what really makes me happy and its letting people live through my eyes.

Author's Note

i hope as i write that you can live my life through my eyes and i love everyone who takes the time to read mine and to let me know there are people who care. i thought about trying to write a book about me about my life im not sure if i should would be both hard and painful for me as for the readers who will cry many tears but i want to know who thinks i should just inbox me or put it in the review.

Reviews

[Life Is like Trust...It..]

Your life sounds sad but you know what? Keep trying. If anyone pushes you down and everyone laughes get up and continue onward. Not everyone understands things you do from what I've learned by your books and poems. As I end this message let God guide you through.

[Coyote Poetry]

Nobody is the same in this world. That what make our world fun. If we were all the same. Would be a boring world to live in. I tell the young people. Find your place and travel/test life. A very good ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[~Dragon X]

heeh, sounds a lot like me. :) I shall make no further comment.
est undique optime~ :D