weird feelings growing,
overflowing,
pouring out my soul,
but thats not my goal.
i dont want to be this girl,
that cries so much her vision's a swirl.
i dont want to grieve and mope,
but i find it hard to hope.
but in the end,
i will be amend,
sooner or later,
ill be the greater.
so i will stand up even in fear,
and not be a scared deer,
in the headlights,
but fly up to great heights.
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this poem gave me the tears... but it's very hopeful yet sad.. i like this poem as much as i do the other ones you've written. (i can't really have favorites now since all of them are too good to compare.)i read this one several times to actually thoroughly understand it, though.. it's a difficult feeling, i see... i like it. i really do. it's awesome. love ya soapy with everything! let's do well on CRCT nd stuff.
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