A/N: Just thought I would mention: even if you look this name up on Google I promise you won't find the right person. They are a very private, secluded, and even a bit agoraphobic person. I heard that some of you tried so I just wanted to notify you all that it's quite futile.
All the stories I've told
Lies I've uttered
Languages I still dream of learning
Youth and immaturity, I shed as I grow a bit older, but still trail behind me
Solutions I've found to questions I didn't know I was answering,
Opinions I've had time to form. But despite what you may do and
No matter how many people I may lose to time
My history as well as my future are mine, and mine alone
You can do your worst, but you will never change me
Every part of my past, regretted or not, is
Reminiscent of the longest
Story I've told; The one I'm living out
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Poetry of Amateurs
PuisiJust some amateur poetry I wrote. There are different forms/structures for each one. I wrote this for a class assignment (Warning: Mention of Depression and Eating Disorders in one piece)
