Where
The sky is falling in my eyes,
This is the time for me to arise.
I have not seen or have been seen,
For I don’t want what doesn’t mean.
You and I are as clear as day,
And I am not what is today.
If no one will ever really care,
Then you won’t find me anywhere.
I shall be known but not here,
Because of the crises you may fear.
If you see me you must be blind,
For I’m not of one of any kind.
I am of a crazy place,
I’m what can’t have a trace.
There and then here and now,
When will you appear and how.
If you leave I’m not dead,
I still follow the place of dread.
This is now the very end,
Now is when we shall descend.
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What can I say? Well, I'm Cameron Taylor. I'm 19, gay, and proud of who I am and how far I've come. I guess I can consider myself an artist, a poet, a writer, and even a dancer. I'm all about the arts. I'm a great friend, a good brother, a nice nephew, an amazing son, and most of all? A human ♥ I need this scholarship because I really can't afford to go to college right now and I really need to go to college. I also want to see how good my poetry really is. So, thank you for your time and thank you for reading my poetry and replying. Appreciate it!
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