This poem is one of the very first poems that i ever wrote, and it is one of my best. |
My life is full of dreams. Dreams, they never come true. My heart is stitched with thousands of seams. What if truth was what I knew. I am alone in this world it seems, Together, my mind and I. My love is held up with iron beams. Without them, I would die. My eyes, they are never bright But always full of tears. If I were like a star at night Oh, I'd bring back all those years. If I knew truth I would have a new clean and sheer mind. I would forever cherish my youth. I'd be full of love and kind. As I go on in this life on my own Some things, i just dont understand. It hasn't been me that i've shown but the scene of earthly man. Pictures are all that is left behind. Me to remember this natural horror. The people i've known will always be mine. I wish I could start over. Friends have said that they love me, Boys have said that they need me. Dreams are what haunts my mind And their faces are what I see. Girls will do anything for fame With beauty and words, I know. All the payback that they get is shame And their self esteem is low. Boys will do everything Just for a sick reputation. Some, what they say, they mean. The others forget to mention. When I feel alone I open my memory as though it were a book. Though tears will be shown, this i know, These dreams, they will always carry me. |