September 5, 2012
Where do I go?
Where do I go now?
Do I wait for them to follow?
Or do I just reach for the stars?

Here I am
All alone
Wondering if they’ll hear
Words which I’ve been breathing for

Will it be like this, Forever?
Seems like a cloak on a mystery I’ll have to uncover

Do they ever come true?
Or do you have to be Job’s prototype
To let them discover you

Sometimes it’s funny to see
How much you can give in to achieve them
Life playing its perfectly intervening role
After dealing with you
Leaves you out to be carried by the wind
Like you are just dust on a wind chime
Never to be discovered

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BlurAngel said...
Apr. 13, 2013 at 6:39 am
not one of your best poems but still good,, real nice...
mnm08 said...
Apr. 3, 2013 at 6:54 pm
This is a rlly nice poem, my favourite part was the "Job's prototype" part :) I love the flow of the piece. 
aworldwhereiamme replied...
Apr. 10, 2013 at 6:16 am
thank you  :)
ChrisJ This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 9, 2012 at 3:26 pm
This is very good!
aworldwhereiamme replied...
Sept. 10, 2012 at 1:07 pm
Thanks for sharing your views :)
ajl245167 said...
Sept. 5, 2012 at 11:24 pm
Deep. Great dscription.
aworldwhereiamme replied...
Sept. 6, 2012 at 6:26 am
thanks  :)
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