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Giants
No choice but to depend on them.. At the same time though fearing them.. Is this the way it is supposed to be.. Not knowing how to not live in fear.. Growing up in a world so much bigger then her.. So much trouble understanding and learning.. Everything seeming like a big giant to her.. When others say it is mearly the size of a pea.. She wonders if she will ever make it there.. Or will she forever live in this world where only the giant Rom.. She does not want to be so dumb.. She just wants it just a little more clear.. Why cant it be.. She hides from everything new.. She is not allowed to ask for help.. It is something unheard of from all those big giants around her.. She is so very small in this world.. So very small in even a little town.. So tiny even in a single room. She messes things up so much.. So acts as if she understands more then she actually does.. Because she does not want to have to again hear the laughs.. She lets others say things.. That others say are not true.. But she feels them.. So they are OK for them to say.. So little in so many things in this world of giants.. Why does she always have to just mess up.. Things are so big to her.. Because of that big thing that makes her not understand.. The things she does not let known.. Out of fear she will hear the laughter again.. That even the pea happening will never have a change.. Since she will have to live in this world of giants till the end..
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Mark
19 years 2 months ago
I think the question is answered here