The instructor said,
Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you—
Then, it will be true.
And so I sit here, mulling over this blank page and think.
What am I to say, what am I to share? Who am I?
Maybe I should start there?
I am a female, both a woman and a girl or somewhere in between.
I have lived for 21 years and some change, though I am not the same as most my age.
I like to listen to soft melodies, and drink hot beverages.
To stay (safe) inside and happy on most days. Read something, Watch something, maybe create.
I am me. A simple soul, but at the same time not.
Let me explain, don’t worry, it won’t be a lot.
I try...I try to be what I am taught, but trying to be who they want me to be, I’m at a loss.
Because you see, It’s difficult to strive for your dreams in this era, but that is just the way the world spins.
In truth I do not know who I am. Is the me that is seen, the me I believe myself to be? Or the person I try to be? If that makes any sense?
Though, I do believe that we are who we want ourselves to be. And in the end I have decided that all I am, is who I am perceived to be by you my peers and friends.
If you haven’t noticed yet, I think too much for my own good, I lied... I have a feeling this paper will be longer than it should.
One thing about me, is that I think about space a lot, because when I think about earth....
Y’know what...I’d rather not.
I’d like to love, but what I have seen and heard makes me hesitate,
It is up to my luck, or some say fate to find someone who can help me break down this barricade.
Anyway, I have a dilemma, across the street from my window right now is the Uno’s and I have this primal urge for a sweet dessert. Though I know I should not because the idea of going outside right now turns my stomach into a knot.
But hey, that’s just another Friday.
I do not know if this paper is what it was meant to be, but it is me. So In conclusion;
What should I say? Who am I?
Uno’s dessert might literally be to die for, what should I do?
Also, It’s a bit too late but I think I should have led with
“Hello, nice to meet you!”
Dec 11, 2020
Dec 11, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
The instructor said,
Go home and write
a page tonight.
And let that page come out of you—
Then, it will be true.
And so I sit here, mulling over this blank page and think.
What am I to say, what am I to share? Who am I?
Maybe I should start there?
I am a female, both a woman and a girl or somewhere in between.
I have lived for 21 years and some change, though I am not the same as most my age.
I like to listen to soft melodies, and drink hot beverages.
To stay (safe) inside and happy on most days. Read something, Watch something, maybe create.
I am me. A simple soul, but at the same time not.
Let me explain, don’t worry, it won’t be a lot.
I try...I try to be what I am taught, but trying to be who they want me to be, I’m at a loss.
Because you see, It’s difficult to strive for your dreams in this era, but that is just the way the world spins.
In truth I do not know who I am. Is the me that is seen, the me I believe myself to be? Or the person I try to be? If that makes any sense?
Though, I do believe that we are who we want ourselves to be. And in the end I have decided that all I am, is who I am perceived to be by you my peers and friends.
If you haven’t noticed yet, I think too much for my own good, I lied... I have a feeling this paper will be longer than it should.
One thing about me, is that I think about space a lot, because when I think about earth....
Y’know what...I’d rather not.
I’d like to love, but what I have seen and heard makes me hesitate,
It is up to my luck, or some say fate to find someone who can help me break down this barricade.
Anyway, I have a dilemma, across the street from my window right now is the Uno’s and I have this primal urge for a sweet dessert. Though I know I should not because the idea of going outside right now turns my stomach into a knot.
But hey, that’s just another Friday.
I do not know if this paper is what it was meant to be, but it is me. So In conclusion;
What should I say? Who am I?
Uno’s dessert might literally be to die for, what should I do?
Also, It’s a bit too late but I think I should have led with
“Hello, nice to meet you!”
I created this for an English class assignment modeled after a poem by by Langston Hughes. And so after thinking over it, I decided to share.