Poetic Device: Alliteration
I see you looking at me with pride and tears
When I got ready for my first day of school.
When I walked up to the stage, head held high, to collect my prize.
You clapped the loudest; I know, even when you were lost in the midst of the crowd.
I call for you when I’m hurt; I call for you when I’m happy;
You stand like a rock on a stormy day at the ocean, cool, clam and collected,
While the whirl pool is churning all around around you, and inside of you.
If you are made of flesh and blood,
God must have added something special
There is no way all of us can be made the same.
It’s you, amma.
Next year, I want to be a better person.
Next Year, I want to work hard and study well and make my parents proud, because I’ve been too self-indulgent this year.
Next year, I want to speak my mind and tell people what I feel as I’m too misunderstood sometimes and awkward conversations are kind of my forte.
Next year, I want to tell someone that I like them and not be afraid of what he thinks of me, because I did it!
Next year, I want to be myself and indulge in the happiness of my loved ones and ultimately, me.
Next year, I want to read more and write more.
Next year, I want to feel pain deep inside my heart and stop shrugging it off.
I want to love myself like I love my family and friends and not be guilty about it.
I can taste salt water
You got me wide open, wide open, now I’m yours
I lost myself in fear of losing you
Now and then I think of when we were together
You hit me faster than a shark attack
It’s late in the evening
If you really cared about me
How come, we never know what you got
We got stars directing our fate
Uh… So yeah. This was the poem that was created by using the first lines of the first 10 songs that play on shuffle. Really