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~I Am~

I am like a small child
Laying carelessly in its crib
I know nothing
Of my own skin
Or of who it is I am
I am merely here
Because I live
There is nothing else
For me to do but simply exist
Some shout I am a gift
Others whisper I am a sin
Regardless of their words
I exist therefore ~I am~
All that is intended
From birth of creation
Even if no one ~has~
Or ever ~wanted~ me as theirs
Means absolutely nothing
In the grandeur scheme
Of things
I am ~alive~
I am ~here~
Regardless of my simple life
Which often seems unfair
In the end absolutely nothing
Matters but me
In the eyes of only me
I am still that innocent child
Peering up from its crib
Whispering to myself
This world that is out there
It awaits me
I shall find my way
And someday in this life
I will mean more than

What everyone else has planned….

 

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Seren

Seren

16 years 9 months ago

So sad I nearly cried …

So sad I nearly cried ... this is deep thoughts of self ... but I hope you do find your meaning my friend sounds like its long overdue ... much love Jayne
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Dasaralle

16 years 9 months ago

Nice soothing tone..

Nice soothing tone.. uplifting, too. Glad to have read it.
Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

16 years 9 months ago

Sweet,

a very moving piece, with the awareness of ones self. To me the most important gift I found, was believing in myself. I live for me, for this life is only mine, so I truly understand exactly where your coming from! Wonderful piece of writing! Eddie
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2 Quills

16 years 9 months ago

I know you know

To be you Is the most beautiful Thing in the world To be To me Learning the consequence Of being For an others opinion Not of your own In your own magnificence Your own brilliance Which to me Is like Flowers yellow Orange Red and white Upon grasses green In meadows far From fallen skies of blue With truths that go un-noticed In time I find you there In my sky you are My sun And my light In my life You grow Then you shine As you show Me in ways I’d never known Simply wonderful In this world You are here And alive As I find In your eyes In your way You are my simple life That I love With no disguise I’d simply cry With out you My Beautiful My Sweet Child
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

16 years 9 months ago

I Am

A simply beautiful poem. I feel all the ~'s take away from the poem [a little distracting] Just my thoughts here. _____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous