This The Life Of A Poet

about feeling lost in every way possible

This The Life Of A Poet
By BareFootBlonde

I may be I may not be?
To be is wrong, or so I've been told.
But what if thats who I am?
If I am I am? Or am I evil?

To like something is ok if its normal/
If  you brake the mold then your a threat.
This is what I have learned.

So if I am the way I should not be what then?
This has only one reasson it's late and I am confused about me.
Some times your best comes then.
This the life a a poet.

For years I've kept secreats from my familey,
I hate who I am. This also is the life of a poet.
To be is to be alone, only those who are like me walk as
friend not foe. This is not normal but it's me.