Who Am I?

by writer1997

June 8, 2013

Who am I to judge Everyone I see? Who am I to judge The world around me? There's nothing left To see or touch In reality... We don't see much We try to turn the world around So we won't end up like dogs in a pound Like them we will end up lonely and sad At time's we'll also be angry and mad Again I say, who am I to judge everywhere I go? That's why I'm putting on this show I know I'm not alone on this quest for success But I promise you I'll try my best Who am I to judge, Everything I see? I'm not the one who should, But I am me.

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I have been through situations in my life that some would say make me stronger. They made me wise, they made me cry, the took away all my hope. But I'm still living. Poetry is my way to express myself. Besides music, it's all I have. I'm here because I found a place where I can be recognized for my poems and not my experiences. When I won't be judged because of what happened to me. Other than that you'd be surprised at how happy I seem. I'm outgoing I'm hyper I'm not allowed to have sugar because I'm so hyper I'm caring I'm helpful I care for others more than myself I have high expectations and dreams Music is my life This is me and if you can't except it than leave.

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