Yeah. I wrote a poem, and I'm even proud of it. It sometimes just happens, okay?
to the jobs I have survived
to the messes I've made
to the places I have lived
to the bills I haven't paid
to the places I've travelled
to the illnesses I've had
to my brothers and sisters
to my mom and dad
to the A's I've received
to the contests I've won
to the assignments I've failed
to the homework left undone
to the students who don't care
to the teachers who do
to the drama of high school
with that, to being through
to the beaches I love
to the days in the sand
to the icy cold air
to the frost bitten hands
to the people who have hurt me
to the people who I still love
to the people who watch over me
to the ones from up above
to those that I've hurt
to their broken hearts
to the wrong things that I've said
to the reasons we've drifted apart
to the friends who have faded
to those still shining bright
to the people who will never forget me
to the ones that still might
to the things that bring smiles
to the things that make me cry
to the boys who have broken my heart
to the boys who have helped me fly
to my first best friend
to my first kiss
to the shoulders I've cried on
to the missionary I miss
to the future still unwritten
to the knowledge that I'll find bliss
to the thrill of unknown
to whoever will have my last kiss
to each little puzzle piece
to each and every size
please, continue creating my life
so far, it's been the ultimate prize
Thank you. Thank you all for being a piece to the puzzle of Jane. Thank you for my experiences, for piecing yourselves together to create me, for showing me what it is to be me, and for letting me love myself. I am simply Jane, and nothing is ever going to change that.photo found via google images
Oh my gosh! That poem is amazing! You are so talented!
ReplyDeleteJaneeeeee. You are amazing. Niiiiiice poem!
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