Monday, December 19, 2011

Le Serious Poem Requested for Creative Writing

Foot falls echoing softly
through the mirrored walls of my mind.
You're here, you're there
you're everywhere
but never in my heart.
You try to see me,
but you only see yourself
and all the dreams you never knew to be true.
I will not be your dreams come true.
I will be me.
I know you may not be able to handle the truth,
but here it is:
I'm not like him.
I'm not like her.
I'm not like them.
I'm no as good as
or as rich as
or as lifeless as
You.
I'm not so stupid
or so selfish
or so inconsiderate as
You.
I am me.
I will respect
and I will know
and I will understand.
I will cry
and I will lie
and I will die.
I will thrive
and I will trust
and I will love.
I am me,
and I will have all you never will.

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