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He gets more attention All the smiles and cheers Always active, confident Fast-talking and smooth I can’t shake the feeling The rotting bad inside He seems like he cares It feels like he lies Therein unfolds the inner query To confront it is easier said To admit to oneself a true desire Despite a loathing of an other’s way Am I jealous? I ask myself, unbelieving Believing, angry and sad I admit to myself, it could be To be like him? To be him? With all the disdain that would bring From myself more than others I choose no, and feel burning regret I love myself, I feel quite certain For all my faults and lacks For all that I’m not that he is I am what I am, as so many have said It is true and I will confess it I am wrong in so many ways Perfection falls steeply and far From the reach of my hands But in numbers more numerous In ways he cannot even see I am as good and righteous As anyone could ever hope to be How did you like this text? You have to be logged on to be able to rate and comment. Logon or Register , it won't take up more than 10 seconds of your time. Rating  Current rating is: 4 1 readers have rated this text Author's description I’ve just realized I hate writing these descriptions. The whole beauty about poems is that they’re mostly left to the reader’s interpretation. So go on! Interpret! Comments Jyoti Bhojwani, 16 February 2007: I admire your gesture in this expression...Acceptance is the rule of life!!! |
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