purple_shadows Posted January 12, 2005 Report Share Posted January 12, 2005 I kind of wish that I was not so...me. It's strange sometimes knowing who you are, and knowing that you're not that person. Not right now anyways. Like something got lost along the way and now that all the pieces are put together you realize there's one missing. But you don't know what it could possibly be because you've never felt so compleate and so sure of yourself. But it's missing and so you start to question if maybe it's not you, but the way you are seeing things. But the way you are seeing things, they aren't so bad. Are they? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quincunx Posted January 12, 2005 Report Share Posted January 12, 2005 I have to quietly grumble about this. It's a freewrite, not free verse, and it clashes against all of these poems. The beginning sentiment of a poem is here, maybe it should have gone to Writer's Workshop, but not here. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
purple_shadows Posted January 13, 2005 Author Report Share Posted January 13, 2005 'Tis a poem. It's ll in the way that you read it I guess. but that's what it is and that's how it will stay. i guess you could say that it's having an identiy crisis, eh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Beautiful Nightmare Posted January 14, 2005 Report Share Posted January 14, 2005 I can see what Quiny means but i suppose its the way it is read. You always write poems that i have felt like before its like your going through everything i did and still do at times. Maybe its teenage hormones still lingering hehe. Good poem maybe an audio of you reading should be put to it,eh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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