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Poems and me
Okay, so this isn't a poem. The title is self-explanatory. Unlike
some people I know, I haven't been writing poems all my life, I
don't have any published, and I'm not "old" enough (only 14 in
case you didn;t know) to be writing
stuff like "when I was young..." Actually, I only started writing
poems about 6 months ago, in november/96. Why? Cause one of my
friends wrote a really good poem (Throwing Shadows - I might put
it up here sometime) so I thought I'd give it a try, that was in
october/96. Ouch! It didn't work, to say the least. Then, in
november, one of my other friends wrote some really good poems,
so I gave it a try again. That time it was better, but I never
really started liking my poems till later on, I don't know what
changed, but suddenly they seemed easier and sounded better (to
me anyways). It was sometime in December that I started a poem
book. I only had like 2 poems I liked then, so I just wrote some
song lyrics. But later, starting with I'm Afraid
I really got into writing poems and now, in July, my second poem
book is almost full. Not all of my poems are here,
just the ones I think are the best. I also love finding good poems
by others, mostly friends, not published poems. In my first book
on the left pages there's a poem by someone else and on the right
pages one by me. There's some really awesome poems my friends
wrote, I may ask them if they'd mind if I put them up here. Maybe.
I can only write poems that express my feeling or something that
happened to me. I really got into poetry in mid-January, cause
there was so much stuff happening, maybe you can guess some of
it from my poems. Then I moved and I hate it here, so there's
another cause for depressing poems (like Waiting
for the Bus, Past,
Untitled3 etc.) While I'm on depressing poems: you might've
noticed
that lots (most) of my poems are depressing, but the truth is
that I simply can't write when I'm happy. An exception
is when I'm hyper (High). Most of my poems I
write right after something big happens that I just have
to write about (like Flashback or
For the Last Time,
Outside). Or at night, in bed. The next morning I wake up
and think "what the hell did I write, what was I thinking"
When I wrote There's an Easier
Way, I barely remembered it in the morning and I was so
shocked when I read it again. It's weird. But
would you guess that I wrote some of these poems half-awake,
half off in la-la-land, as my (ex-)friend would say it. Actually,
yeah you probably would.
-July, 1997
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