A still Movement:
Smiles everywhere when tears choose to follow All brought to me because of these faint memories Sometimes faces I've never seen Filled with old friends sometimes new a motion that doesn't move Pictures are all I have left of you The familiar stranger who I can't exactly see The plastic peels as I lift to a new page of these odd strangers Laughter and sobs fill the air as the page continues to crinkle and crack Am I happy or am I sad I'm not yet sure? I can't tell if I'm mourning or celebrating a memory I'm gleeful of the times we had But sorry and ssad of the times we never reached The light I see matches that of the yellow sun Peeking through the blinds reflecting off the plastic covered page Though when night fallsI always have a lamp beside me Why do my memories wish to play tricks on me? Who's that person I've never before seen? Should I laugh in glee or cry and mourn this memory? Memories Memories Memories
Yes this was a school project
brina510 · Sat Mar 13, 2010 @ 05:56am · 0 Comments |