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Autobiography Poem
I was the third out of four children
in a big family,
Where music was a daily business:
- my father playing the piano
- my sister singing
- my brother playing the guitar
I learned in life,
That it will never
Be easy.
I listened all day to music,
Because I knew
The music wouldn’t leave me
Alone.
I had times of trouble,
Pain of losing someone ,
Tears falling, because there is nothing what is worth to smile for ,
screaming, because you aren’t the person they want you to be.
But life went on,
With me or not.
I was scared by the thoughts of death,
Sleepless nights,
But it’s not different,
From the end of a dream.
I felt cold icy tears ,
When I stood before the deep hole,
Where my grandfather should be buried,
on this rainy Sunday.
I have never thought about
the future or present-
stuck in the past.
I am lucky,
Because there is somebody,
Who protects me,
Gives me safety
And leads me the right way.
I live the life
I should live
And it is the life
I want to live
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