April 1, 2010
By Jaguar BRONZE, Auburn, Indiana
Jaguar BRONZE, Auburn, Indiana
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I am a stranger,

Among myself.
People look at me with,

Various eyes and prospective.
They fear I may strike,

At any moment.
As people watch, I burst

Into tears, leaving puddles.
I am a girl that rarely smiles.
Oh, how this wish of a bright smile

May break across my angelic face.
A smile to shine for light years.
A smile to feel for decades.
I want to be a girl that can

Stretch, share, replay and connect
my emotions with my body.
At times it seems as though
I am a robot.
I hate when people look at me

Like I’m a freak.
Oh, how I long for that

Life changing smile.

The author's comments:
this piece is about a girl who longs to be happy, to have her first real smile.

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on May. 20 2010 at 5:43 pm
thewriteidea DIAMOND, Pleasanton, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't cry that it's over, smile because it has happened."

I was confused when I read this until I read your comments about it. Great poets make the reader think and that's exactly what I'm doing now. Great job!!


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