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Linguistic Play
Poems
Aug 2013
Eye of M
I am a female.
I am in my early twenties.
I have naturally brown hair smudged in fake red and vibrant green eyes.
I am short with a baby deer walk.
I am a student.
I am a worker and a dreamer.
I am an advancer and an experience glutton.
I am a caffeine rush with a brush of sarcasm coated in a smile.
I am a music enthusiast with notes flowing through my bones and measures lifting my every step.
I am a note aspiration draped in wrong tunes and character.
I am a musician unborn.
I am a glutton for the melodies and rhythm of the world.
I am of a shadow generation desperately seeking themselves in each passing fad.
I am a product of the public and society, but am of the discarded bunch, tossed to crowded shelves for less potential.
I am a generation pent up in a box and I am making my break through.
I am of a generation with the potential greater than the last and the means for a voice louder then the rest.
I am a decade of pain and tribulations and of hope and progress.
I am a cynic and I am hope, I am a technological hub and a mirror of all that is to come.
I am the future, the present and the past.
I am representative of those left behind and those who ran full speed.
I am a dancer in the air around me, I am a writer of the languages I cannot speak.
I am an open book with blank pages. I am a magic observer and a culture absorber.
I am a student of the world and the land and the people.
I am a prophet of language.
I am a reader of words sealed in paper.
I am all that I could ever hope to be and I am all that I never wanted to see.
I am my mother, my father, my friends, and my peers.
I am you as he is he and we is me.
I am the product of my mother.
I am the lick at the end of your tongue.
I am the bite in your spite.
I am the twinkle in the glitter you spread.
I am the pocket sized rowdy mouse running about a world too big.
I am the offspring of my father.
I am the peace that was given a chance.
I am the notes dancing from the end of a bell.
I am the back that never turns and I am the last shirt to give for warmth.
I am love and I am hope.
I am the looking glass of perseverance.
I am that nature that will not give up, until dreams are met.
I am radical and quiet all in the same.
I am me.
I am everything and I am nothing.
I am whatever I hatch for the sun's breaking day.
I am a product of the universe and I am molecules unspoken.
I am a voice and I am impact.
I am the change and I am the cause of the need for change.
I will be the dream, I will be all I hoped to be.
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