Monday, June 4, 2012

Poetgirl




With my pen, I'm gonna rewrite the situations I find myself in

Blend creativeness with imagination

Leaving room for a newly formed interpretation of happiness

How my life should have been

Before the heartaches, headaches, lonely nights, and the kids who won't act right

The friends I've lost

My struggle with poverty

There has gotta be a better life for me

I'm hanging on a cliff gripping, tightly

I'm getting my education

My family doesn’t comprehend my plight

I wanna rewrite

This cannot be the end for me

There's gotta be more to this story

I gotta rewrite

This cannot be what was meant for me

I get emotional

I don't accept this

This is not the end

It's only a commercial

A commercial… to give me time to rewrite

Rearrange things

If I could rewrite my life, there is no telling what happiness I could bring

If I could rewrite, I would make everything alright

Erase my mistakes

I would never over write, be greedy with all my happiness

I would share some of it and save the rest

With a pen in hand, I could put wings on people

They can spread them and soar

Life for them wouldn't be so sore

I'd write off every one's misery, because when I write there is no treachery

There is no stopping me

I have an eraser, which can make it all better.

As a poet, I harness super human powers

With a pen, I can be an editor

Of life, light, a counselor

Remover of all errors



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