Poem 30: Confessions

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See my confessions and judge me later
For I am a formidable painter
So I ask after my confessions you are able to share yours - however big or small
Imperfections are strength
So together we are able to grow
So here it goes:

I didn't finish my story
I don't write daily diaries
Writing is tiring sometimes
I struggle with expressing what I need to
I think my poems are just 'average'
I don't like blueberry muffins or raisins or filled donuts

I entered a marathon and walked only
I tripped four times on the same spot
I hit my head at least twice a day
I don't have common sense sometimes

I laugh at funny videos of myself
I laugh at my own jokes too, even if they're not funny
I cried when I failed my exams
I cry when I fail at anything

I dance in the living room like no one is looking
I dance in town when everyone is looking
I play instruments because I enjoy music
I don't perform because I get very nervous

I run away from shining as I don't like attention
I can record my runaways as it's a big collection
I love cartoons and still do (especially Barbie)
I love Harry Potter because I am a wizard too

I am childish and mature
I am human - that is all
I confessed and threw the ball
Now it's in your court

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