One of the poem I made for our english II class :) this brings back a lot of memories :)
I don’t have the hands that can draw,
Nor the kinesthetic for sports,
I don’t have the looks that can catch your eyes
Nor the humor to capture your smile,
But I still tried, even if the odds were low.
I entered the door facing many foes,
at the first step in that room
a huge blow to my face loomed
The pain was harsh it knocked me down,
They say “Give up” but I refused to do it now,
I got back up and continued fighting,
Lowering my pride and giving up my everything;
Collecting the stars, reaching the moon..
all of this I did, I never knew I could,
It felt right when i finally saw you,
a beautiful girl shines bright at the end of the room,
I tried to go to where she stands,
But a strange wall kept me from reaching her hand,
It stung my body, keeping me at bay,
But even with the pain I kept on trying,
But the most painful blow was yet to come,
Seeing her in the arms of someone,
The pain was more than the wounds and cuts
Because the pierce went right through my heart
I turned my back with flooded eyes,
Leaving all that I fought for behind,
It was my fault for fighting after all,
And now I must leave through the open door.
I gave it my all, fought with all I had,
I have no reason to be sad,
Although badly it hurts so much
I know that I will someday let go of this grudge
I lost that is all there is,
But it won’t remove the love I feel from within,
I will never regret but instead be thankful,
That God gave me a chance that is one in a million,
If in the future this room I see again,
I will reenter, if that feeling still remains,
But if my heart is happy with another,
I would just pass by and smile at the room and say
“That was the Room that made me who I am today”
