What I See

April 1, 2012
By , Dallas, TX
This is a poem about me,
to express what I see.
I want to be,
a person like her with so much glee.
Being said is with what I disagree,
and my best friend agrees.
Yet sometimes I want to flee,
and be crazy like the wild sea.
But in the end I guarantee,
that I will be free.

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