My Perfection

by WakingFreedom   Oct 22, 2009


This is a poem that wont make a difference
Some might say you didnt do this right or you made that rong
Its a poem that I made perfect.
These Are My Words
I made
I created
I thought
I said
I repeated over and over again until I got sick
I repeated over and over again until I got sick
I repeated over and over again until I got sick
I made it to understand the different worlds of writing
Nothing is perfect
Everything is magical
This poem doesnt have to be about this poem that I am writing
It can be random
Like the rain can fall
Like the sun can shine
Like the wind can gust
Like the bells can chime
Like the world can turn on an axis and shake as it crumbles together
This is not a poem at all
But a notion on what I think is write or rong
Write or rong
Right or wrong
Rong or right
Wrong or write
It doesnt make a difference at all
Not one or two or maybe even a ba-jilion
No words are here are saying they cant become a story
Or a novel of mystical creatures
This is a poem that wont make a difference
Maybe its not a poem at all
Maybe its a novel
Maybe its a film
Maybe its my imagination
Maybe its my picture book that I secretly read and pretend I am that little girl with a new pretty dress that makes me look like a princess when I put it on.
Maybe these arent the sentences youre looking for inside this poem
Maybe, just maybe, your thinking I am wrong and your always right.
Maybe its a maybe poem that All I Talk About Is Maybe Maybe Maybe and The Other MAYBE THAT SITS NEXT TO ME DURIN MATH AND SNORES LIKE A FRIEGHT train coming to run me over
O
R
Maybe
This is a poem where I speak of my true CONFESSIONSofmyloveforyou
As the sound of your voice in my head becomes a constant tune
A song
A lullaby
A trick of the MiND
Maybe youre just imaginary

This is a poem of what the world looks like in my eyes
Different
Unique
Crazy
Beautiful with the diversity of being your own self
Like
This and that
And that this
That and This

This is My version of a poem
Nonsense yet it makes a sense
It reaches into my heart and pulls out my FLAWS
MY FLAWS
MY FLAWS
MY FLAWS
And makes ME UNIQUE
It makes me, me
And only I can be like a me I want to be
I am different
Like there is no same snowflake that falls from the sky
AND thousands sprinkle down and lay a blanket of cold on the earth

This is my poem/story/novel/fairy tale/film/imagination
This is mine
Mine
Mine
Mine

[[Please note I was angry when I wrote this poem. I was tired of being perfect for all the world to see. Tired of being what they wanted me to be. Something I am not.]]

[[[EXTRA NOTE: Turned this in as an eight pager, (I wrote more to it but didn't post it on here) and got an A. RIGHTEOUS!!!

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  • 16 years ago

    by dollwithafrown

    I enjoyed this quite a lot - it made me want to keep reading, despite it being very different from a so called "normal" poem. At times I couldn't help but feel you were kind of overdoing some parts, which got annoying. For example:

    "This and that
    And that this
    That this and
    This that And
    And This that
    That and This"

    ^^ You didn't need so many examples of this. We get the idea. The overuse could potentially insult the reader. Maybe if you shortened this down to three lines instead of the six?

    "Like the rain can fall
    Like the sun can shine
    Like the wind can gust
    Like the bells can chime
    Like the world can turn on an axis and shake as it crumbles together
    This is not a poem at all..."

    ^^ This part was my favourite. I also liked when you re-used the "Maybe it's not a poem at all..." line later on as well. It kept it interesting and I was eager to see where you were going with this.

    A very interesting read, just make sure you don't overdo things. Don't let your anger get in the way of you producing something amazing.

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