My Mark of Petry (My Personal Growth)

Maybe i should just give up poetry
I don't feel I'm getting my message across
Same little girl with the same little poems
Preaching how she feels misguided and lost

Reading excerpts of knowledge
From Nietzsche, Emily, Poe
Believing my respect for them
Is something I'll never know

Why am i consumed though
By the thought of a hidden face
Its so easy to believe criticism
Of a person you'll never grace

So if I'm followed in reverence
Or shunned to the side, all alone
I'll continue to mark my voice in ink
Because my voice is all my own

-A