My Story

May 16, 2012
By amandar BRONZE, Commack, New York
amandar BRONZE, Commack, New York
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I want to be a girl with a story.
I want to be the ruler of a mystical land,
Live a thousand years and tell the tale,
Save the world one apocalypse at a time.
In my dreams I wear exquisite gowns
While dancing with nineteenth century gentlemen
At a ball surrounded by Ladies and Lords and Dukes.
I want to sing and act and dance on Broadway,
And wear bright purple legwarmers,
Strolling down city streets
On a Tuesday afternoon.
One day I will solve murders and save lives;
I’ll experience tragedy and love,
Kisses and tears,
And my pain will be balanced by the joy
Rather than eating me up whole.
Behind my stories I can hide;
Dreaming of things that cannot be,
they exist only in my imagination.

The author's comments:
This piece is about my desire to have an interesting life and story like one of the ones I love to read about.I love fiction, in books, television shows and movies, so this poem was an ode to that. I often find myself dreaming about characters I've created in my mind with stories and lives far more interesting than mine, so this poem was my way to express my desire for that. I hope that others will see from this poem that there is someone else out there who dreams of a fantastical life that she knows can only be fiction, but finds fun in dreaming about it any way.

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