by Cheyenne Baldwin

Created on: April 24, 2009

I had a dream that I gave away the strings on my guitar
Then my art teacher told me I was too young to fall apart.
When dismemberment was supposed to make me go far
I want to say that I believed that from the very start
But it was too hard.
Too hard.

So I gave in
But I didn't give up
I just realized what I had become.
So I tried
But I didn't try these times.
I just realized
What thoughts were mine.

I had a story I kept inside my head at all times.
Then I wrote it down, I didn't like it, it was too sublime.
Not meant for paragraphs, so I turned it into rhymes.
But that's not alright with me, no I won't write this way again.
No, not again.

So I gave in
But I didn't give up
I just realized what I had become
So I tried
But I didn't try these times
I just realized
What thoughts were mine.

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