I'm a poet, I never claimed to be more than someone who can use a fancy flip of tounge to catch your eye.
I'm a friend, open to the feelings of my comrades.
I'm a lover, endlessly quabbling within myself for the courage to ask.
I'm a dreamer, constantly hoping for a better tommorrow.
I'm a realist, evermore driving other's hopes into the ground to boost myself.
I'm a charmer, to dethrone a man is a great misdead to royalty.
I fall, I pick myself up.
I cry, and dry my own tears.
I soar, and crash on my own.
I still want him, because, he seems to complete me.
We understand with no uncertainty we love eachother.
I really liked this poem, you expressed your emotions well and i might not know you that well, but i think that it described you. I like it and i like all of your poems. Some maybe a little dark, but that is how you feel. Your feelings should not be analyzed by anyone. Keep doing poetry, your are really good.