who I have become,
I know who I am,
I've grown quite accustomed to how I feel or sense things,
But yet when you come around,
I'm a completely different person,
I don't recall who I am, or what I have done,
I don't know how to act,
I have a feeling of passion looking at you,
I feel as if a monster has come into my body and shreds my persona to pieces,
As long as you're in the presence of my very still body,
I'm ok.
I can be that brave person, and not be afraid to experience adventures,
My adrenaline pumps,
Has life really been like this all the time?
Have I really been this much of a wallflower,
I am nonexistent in a patch of bland wallpaper,
I repeat a simple melodious tune,
You favor the beating symphony,
If only I could play that song,
If I could only be proud of what I am,
Instead of what I'm not,
I can list all my present flaws,
I can list all my present flaws,
Backwards, frontwards, and even try to list them each in a completely euphoric method,
I can alter them and make them positives,
I can burn my dreadful attitude,
I can be more social,
I can finally stop being who I've become, all for you...
Would you be proud of me?
Would you even notice me?
But most importantly,
Would I be proud of me?
Would I even notice me?
The message of the poem above I was trying to convey, was to never alter your ways simply because you are attracted to one person, whether it be someone you are interested in, or a friend. Don't say the word can in a negative way, because there are numerous negativities to what the words will lead up, such as I will. Evaluate your character and if you don't like something, change it, but do it because you want to. Please yourself first. And in the process, look at your major accomplishments you've had in life. Grin a smile. Laugh. Look up into the serene atmosphere of what we call life, and breathe...
--daviduh.