An ordinary me

    I bet you could pass me on the street and not look twice.  I'm just an ordinary person in this world, just like most of you.  I'm not special in any way, though i'm sure those who care about me world say otherwise.  But compared to all those model and scientist, they know I'm "normal".  I mean I didn't invent anything, I'm not famous, I havn't discovered anything, I'm not an important leader, I'm just part of my own little world, and after I've died, the world will go on.

    But when I sall die, think only this of me... I once was and still am.  What a crazy and incomprehesible request, for you to  think of me.  What I want that to mean and what you think it means could be completly different.  For intance it could me, I once was and still am a daughter, a sister, a neice,a friend. Or I once was and still am a person excited by acting, singing,and dacing, a person excited by new ideas and adventure.  Or anything else you can come up with.  

     But what I basically want to mean is, I once was and still am me, and I will always be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It's not really a poem, just a writing assignment I had to do, and I thought i sounded kinda cool.

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Ruth Lovejoy's picture

cool piece!

Ra66it Jumpsfar's picture

Well said but if i were your words i'd say i would be spoken like true beauty, but i guess words will always be words and you will be what words allow you too be_Yours Truly_ Ra66it...

pudnsis1's picture

Good prose. I hope your teacher liked it. Thanks for sharing. Linda