Chatterbox: Down to Earth

I listen

There's a small voice

It's my own


I whisper

The words come quietly

Pounding against my mouth



You aren't good enough

The thoughts continue


I'm not smart enough

I will never do well in college

I will never be a scholar


I dream too big

Unattainable dreams

Watching watching


I care too much

Attached to people

And the changes hurt


I love change

I love adventure

But I might not look it


I don't care what I look like

Others do

I can't be athletic, not the right look -- but I am


I love to play football

I love to run

I love to climb high into the trees where I'm free and away from people


I'm an actor

Onstage I'm home

But with the wrong people I'm silent


I don't trust easily

I don't like people

I don't see why


My colors have personalities

And I give them to people

In a code they can't understand unless I tell them


I am independent

I am impatient

I can't stay still


I am stupid

I am scared of mistakes

I am human


That's ok.

submitted by Yay Poetry
(March 18, 2016 - 6:17 pm)

Are you S.E?

submitted by Xue-mei (Shreh-may)
(March 20, 2016 - 6:47 pm)