I may not have money nor do I have looks And the wisdom I've gained did not come from books The people I've hung with were scoundrels and crooks I am what I am and it's just what you see For that which I am is just simply me
I've soared in the heavens and sailed through the skies I've dealt with the devil and saw through the lies I've felt a great love through a soft pair of eyes My experiences now I tell unto thee For that which I am is just simply me
I've abused the innocent and felt a great shame Looking back on it now it was me to blame When they call for the guilty they'll scream out my name This is now how I know it will be For that which I am is just simply me
I've gambled my heart and paid a high toll Through the long road of life alone I must stroll Surprisingly enough it strengthens my soul At least that's how I expect it to be For that which I am is just simply me
Not born with riches nor was I with fame But now in the end it all seems the same Life I have found is just a strange game What will become of me now we'll just have to see For that which I am is just simply me
There is nothing not top quality about this poem. The words are excellent, the form, rhyme and meter are on the money and the thoughts portrayed are exact...making reading extremely enjoyable. Fine work on display here.
Gee, I thought that nobody would like this because it was too much of a personal reflection. Thank you all for your wonderful comments. Your support means a great deal and motovates me to write on. Once again, thank you all.
Regret not that which you have done, Rather that which you haven't
Alina Le Ann
You write well, my friend, and I liked the fact that it was a personal reflection. makes it more interesting to know the person. I've written one of those telling my whole life in a capsule. It's very revealing. Keep writing Liz