I Want
Living here for my whole life
Letting the world pass
Following those around me
Wanting to belong.
Some say I'm sweet and quiet
Others don't know me at all.
I read my books
Play on my phone
and let my words flow.
I want to be a writer
To take part in the books I read.
I want to create
That twisting plot
To write the person's fate.
Few people know this
Or understad
That I want this
To let my words flow.
I want to visit Egypt, Greece
To see their monuments.
Egypt with its hot deset sands
And powerful monoliths.
Greece's beautiful ruins
And history in every wall.
I want to see the places
Of stories
Where the words flow.
I'm nothing special
Nothing bright
My hopes aren't complicated.
But I want people
To see and understand
That this is who I am
No matter what they think
Or if they find that
My words don't always flow.
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