Well, my name is Wendy and I love to write poems, i feel as though it's my only way of expressing how I feel, whether sad or happy. Poems to me are the gateway out of reality, they help me say what I want without having to put up with people telling me I'm wrong or ignorant, I just want people to hear me out and not judge me. Although sometimes that's not always the case. For me, the only way I can escape from the world is by dreaming and writing. And since I can't be sleeping all day(obviously)I spend most of my time writing. No matter if it's because I'm depressed, cheerful, angry,hopeful...i just write whatever is on my mind. |
The wind can dry up many things....
like your clothes when they're wet...
Memories are getting fuzzy,
old notes now faded...
That day will come,
when I find a place where I belong...
I know that most people have lost their faith,
I know they don't want to wait forever...
I am a woman of the soul.
All you need to know, is that being this makes me...
Mira para encontrar...
look to find...
Life can be great, depending on what spectacles you choose to see it through. |
~Don't let life get you down, especially when there's someone there trying help you up~ |
~"Everything" Now Is "Whatever" Later~ |