I Am
I am thoughtful and poetic.
I wonder about everything I see,
why it snakes through my head instead of passing by like a cloud.
I hear the thrum of thoughts and ink like raindrops on the roof.
I see the intricate details of everything,
like my eyes are magnifying glasses.
I want to be able to spin words like a spider,
turning them into something beautiful.
I am thoughtful and poetic.
I pretend that I am part of a word, one letter amongst thousands.
I feel scared about the things to come.
I touch the tiny cracks in the Earth.
I worry about the hurdles that come my way.
I cry when hardships block my path.
I am thoughtful and poetic.
I understand the insides of words, not just the shells.
I say the words I gather from books,
pouring them out like a waterfall.
I dream about the things in my life.
I try to piece together all the thoughts in my head.
I hope that one day I will be the author of my own story.
I am thoughtful and poetic.
by Emily Lyman
