Lost for love

by jess   Jul 11, 2003


I AM WHO I AM,
BUT I AM NOT WHAT YOU SEE,
MY FEELINGS ARE OF HURT AND PAIN,
BUT YET IM HAPPY TO U AND TO ME.
THE FEAR OF WAR THAT FILLS MY CLASSROOM,
REMINDS ME OF THE OUTSIDE CLOUDS THAT ARE FILLED WITH SUCH GLOOM.
AND THE FEELINGS OF THIS ROOM ARE THEN ALL DRAWN INTO ME,
AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN MY FEELINGS ARE TURNED INTO MIXED EMOTIONS,
FROM EVERYONE AROUND ME AND EVERYONE I SEE.
THIS IS WHO I AM ,
AND ALL I AM IS ME,
THE WAY I AM I CAN'T HELP,
BUT I INTEND TO PLAY THE CARDS I HAVE BEEN DEALT.
MY LIFE MAY NOT BE OVER EXCITING,
BUT I HAVE MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY,
WHO LOVE ME NO MATTER WHAT I AM,
OR WHAT IS ME.
MY LIFE IS FULL OF COMFORT,
CARE, COMPASSION, A HEART FULL OF GLEE,
MY LIFE IS REALLY VERY HAPPY,
THAT'S JUST NOT WHAT I SEE.

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