Jump to User:

myOtaku.com: Musicisonlyme


Tuesday, December 21, 2004


A poem that I wrote.
What Am I?

To silent to know what I do,
But I hear everything anyways.
Even when I'm not heard,
I know I am known all over.

It may all seem true to you,
But in fact it's always been a lie.
You play me out, as you think,
I know you lose, even when you win.

Greed is my known fault for some,
But the patient one, still is strong.
Wanting to be all your not, and cannot.
I know who you are, even if you do not.

Believing in me is your worst dream,
But I comfort the pain you hide inside.
Giving you the sorrow to see and bear,
I know you cry, as I live on in life.

Making conspiracies that hurt others,
But building on to more of what I am.
Countless people hurt and destroyed,
I know that life is hard, but so am I.

Looking for me isn't difficult for most,
But I can decieve the eye just as well.
Having people feeling lost, and gone,
I know I did all this, so tell me what I am.

Comments (0)

« Home