Can you see the
things I can see?
Can you hear the
voices I can hear?
Can you run around,
breathless unrest, like me?

Startled at the feel.
This is the way I know
its real.
Makin' this more
complicated than it
needs to be. I just
dont know when to stop.

Need to sit down.
Take a breath.
Calm down. Relax.
Recap my mind.
Feel like changing
my attitude.
I know I've been so hard
on you, but thats gonna
change today.
I'm gonna be a redeemer.
A quest-seeker.
A savior, no more
danger surpassing me.

Reaching out.
Not thinking.
Is this right?
Deep down I can
see your eyes searching
mine. Sayin': Stop.
Look up. See the sky.
This is real. Can you
feel the sensuatliy?
Can you sense that
everyone cares.
You're playing with fire.
You're gonna get hurt.
So stop.
Before its too late.

Try so hard to be
so different.
Seein' the things no one
else can see.
I wanna be unique.
Not struggle with this
anymore.

I wanna change.

Good poetry, could probably flow a bit better though.

Yes, good poetry indeed. Nice job witht hat piece.

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That was great! Though, thats not my favorite genre, I still felt the meaning of that poem.

Thanks...