Who are you?
by 
Stacey
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Posted: Monday, May 26, 2003 Word Count: 114 Summary: Well, here is my second attempt at poetry. I am pretty sure I'm doing it wrong, but to be honest, how you see it on the page, words and structure, is exactly how it comes out of my heart. And in my opinion, that's what poetry is. Like I previously said, I dont mind criticism, I am very new to this! Thank you. |
Content Warning
This piece and/or subsequent comments may contain strong language.
This piece and/or subsequent comments may contain strong language.
You are so wrong for me
In every way
But why does my heart tell me different?
Personalities clash,
Immaturity oozes from you
You are everything I don’t need
And I am clearly not what you want
You desire change
Often
I crave security
Always
So why must we find ourselves so regularly
Meeting in the middle
Blinded
Blinded by lust
If only I could see past your exterior
I wish I could turn you inside out
And reveal all I have ever wanted to know
A mystery to me you will always remain
Yet it is the mystery itself
That just seems to draw me closer
And closer
You
Are
A
Head fuck.
In every way
But why does my heart tell me different?
Personalities clash,
Immaturity oozes from you
You are everything I don’t need
And I am clearly not what you want
You desire change
Often
I crave security
Always
So why must we find ourselves so regularly
Meeting in the middle
Blinded
Blinded by lust
If only I could see past your exterior
I wish I could turn you inside out
And reveal all I have ever wanted to know
A mystery to me you will always remain
Yet it is the mystery itself
That just seems to draw me closer
And closer
You
Are
A
Head fuck.