Will you see what I am to be? Or will you glee and wonder me Understand what I say, who I am! On the other hand, just hear the voice, agree, and not understand Hear my voice and feel the grove Or hear the sound and make your move I am not your pray I am hear to stay I hear your words and see your move But can I make this my improve You say the words that I can hear It is the sense they make, that makes me fear The truth that hits my ear I believe I am not the person to make you bring a tear However, in the light I will learn And in the dark I will yearn For me to be at a peace A piece of me you only see A portion of what I can be So take the time to see me Do not lose your thoughts of what I could be I take a chance on your balance To see through your every glance I make no mistake that I can place For me it is what I see, It is all truly me!
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Miss Under Stood (misunderstood) more often than not time has proven to others is time wasted by me i am who i am no ifs i know who i am others find it hard to belive but time has taken them to understand.