! ! ! PLEASE READ! IMPORTANT (well kind of important) INFORMATION HELD! ! ! ! !
Before you read my poems, realize that half of them are NOT based on real life experiences. I'm twelve. I have no idea what love feals like beyond a school crush. I've always had God, so I don't know how it feels without him. This stuff is coming from...well, I don't even know where. It just comes; I don't question it.
ummm...well...if my poems reflect in any way how I think people should act, then I am the biggest hypocryte who has ever walked this earth. And I am sorry if it looks that way. But I don't want people to think I am some saint because of the poems I write. Like I said above, these poems are not baised off real experiences (for the most part) , and while I do think this is how everyone (me included) should act, I don't always. I seriously want to make that clear. Anyway, I guess I've talked enough. Please, enjoy my poems, and if that's an impossiblity, I at least hope you gain something helpful from them. Bless you all!
As I look into your eyes,
and smile at thier gleam,
my heart fills with joy,
until it's bursting at it's seams.
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We take from God,
the gifts he gives,
and give nothing in return.
Not a prayer of thanks,
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A million tears I cry,
why can't at least one take away the pain?
A million fears I hide,
why can't, at least one, my heart face?
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I'm crazy, fun, and cool, but not perfect.
My life is spent doing the things I want,
but it's not perfect.
My faith in God is the size of a mustard seed,
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