Only Me

0 Comments

Tags:
  • Anger

    Only Me

    Only Me

    I try hard to be real and live righteously,
    I don't bother anybody intentionally.
    I go about my day in a Christ like way,
    Yet somebody, better yet nobodies have something to say.
    To know me is to love me is what some say,
    I am always there for people in every kind of way.
    I see people for who they are and what they mean to me,
    I see much deeper than what the eyes can see.
    I go in deep and put myself on the line,
    To let people in my life and know secrets that are mine.
    I let out steam through my journal and poetry,
    I express myself through my writing that can come from only me.

    Poem Comments

    (0)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

    Unknown Source

    carmaletha’s Poems (1)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Only Me 0

    carmaletha’s Friends (3)