I'm in love with poetry. It's one of the many ways I feel I can express myself. I don't have much to do except do school work and write poetry, so I have enough time on my hands. I write constantly, whether it be poetry, my stories, or even in my dairy. I also am an artist, not a developed artist, but good enough. I can always be seen with a pencil, paper, or book in my hand (Don't look now, but I'm the geek with the black hair, geeky glasses, and a book in my hand the size of my head! ! !) .
The sun needs its day of rest,
I sit outside, prisoner to light of the moon.
When watching the sight, I leave my shy cocoon.
It’s that moon light fever.
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I am who I am,
That is the truth.
But I am so many things.
My skin tone says I'm white.
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Don't think I'm falling in love,
Just because I happen to stare.
Don't act so cool,
Because it might turn into a glare.
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I just woke up today,
and I have something I need to say.
Something that's getting in my way.
Maybe if I tell you,
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Crimson falls,
And the loved ones all bawl.
The silent Twilight's call.
The man upon the gray rock comes,
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