salut guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem écriture path. Well hope toi like it, and please, if possible, add a commentaire saying what toi think.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants toi to do something,
ou be something
That sometimes toi don’t want to be?
They are those!
toi know them!
toi probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect toi to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi don’t want to take.
They are those who expect toi to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi prefer to be small and humble.
But do toi think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since toi were born,
Came up with a path for toi in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants toi to do something,
ou be something
That sometimes toi don’t want to be?
They are those!
toi know them!
toi probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect toi to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi don’t want to take.
They are those who expect toi to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi prefer to be small and humble.
But do toi think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since toi were born,
Came up with a path for toi in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
When toi think toi think your in love. Its just a trick. When toi feel like your falling toi are. Your fallin down and down intill toi fall on spikes. The spikes peirce every part of your body but most of all they hit your heart. Thats why toi fell like your bleeding from the inside to the outside. Thats why it hurts so badly.
l’amour can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when toi fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When toi fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes toi feel. If toi think Im right, ou if im wrong, im curios to what toi think. Thankyou!
l’amour can be a trick. But sometime it can be real. It takes a long time to see if it is. During that time your in danger of falling on spikes. BUt if it is real, then, when toi fall, your falling into a heaven on earth. When toi fall with the one your supposed to be with then your arent in danger with the spikes anymore.
Tell me what this artical makes toi feel. If toi think Im right, ou if im wrong, im curios to what toi think. Thankyou!
How did this happen, nothings write like a plane not taking flight? It’s wrong like a song with no end. ou a paper but no pen. Were this is coming from I cannot explain. Maybe its ur pointless silly games. Like in hide and go seek am I not aloud to peek. toi were wrong and so was I. Are arguments are now in the sky. There done. No redo's ou undo's to bring it back. There finished almost deminished.But toi bring them back. Back again to haunt me. To taunt me into your little game. But it wont work. toi wont get me. Not this time.Cuz my life Is mine.