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A Walk Through Myself

Contributed by Adreana on Saturday, 13th July 2002 @ 07:42:03 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I took a long walk through myself at a steady pace,
I needed to take a careful look around.
See, things haven't been feeling right lately,
I think that something is going to have to change.
I never really asked myself what I wanted in life,
I just always assumed I wanted what I was told I should want.
But I am not them and I never will be,
Guess it's time to really get to know me.

I'm a bit insecure, accepting of others, just trying to love life.

I want to sing out to everyone, to love that special one, to truly pray.

When I grow up I still want to be a princess, or maybe just be treated like one.

I love old movies with famous old actors, I wish I could have lived in the 1940s.

I'm resentful of my step-father, I adore my mother and admire her light.

Sometimes I get so angry I feel like exploding, but tend to keep it inside.

I hate my mirror image, can't show myself to anyone but myself comfortably.

If I could go anywhere in history I would go back to when man was created so I could prove that Darwin and the bible can both be right.

I despise hypocrisy and those who participate in the hurt of their fellow man.

I want to prove that I can live on stage, that I can do anything I want successfully.

I believe my guitar has a mind of it's own, that it helps create my songs.

When I die I want to be burned and scattered on the waters of Monterey Bay.

I regret nothing.

When I cry, I am letting myself be free.

I never claim love without feeling the true emotions it releases.

I am afraid of my future, not sure I can acheive true happiness.

I want to get to know me more.

The scariest part of looking at myself is that I have to see the worst of me.
The most incredible part is seeing beauty that I never thought I had.




Copyright © Adreana ... [ 2002-07-13 19:42:03]
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Re: A Walk Through Myself (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Monday, 4th November 2002 @ 04:17:53 AM AEST
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beautiful, a journey to self dicovery. very good, honest poem.I love it.

Jackee_line




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