For Those Who Wait: Optimist

September 30, 2008
By Brianna O'Hagan, Kingston, TN

Neverending, everlasting, nevergiving mind.
Of an always going never resting never stoping time.
I feel joyus, i feel dead, i want to cry and i want to laugh.
I want to sleep and i want to feel alive.
Iam the one who treads cautiously.
The one who speaks skillfully.
I who holds my secrets,
I who sees the pestimistic view.
So when did I become the optimist?

The author's comments:
This poem repersents the changings of time.This is my tribute to him, and when the time comes i will become an optimist.

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