An Original Poem

It's been awhile since I've written anything that describes me. So after listening to "Waiting for Superman" by Daughtry, I got inspired to write something honest about me in the third person. Here's what I came up with.

She's got her head in the clouds, but that's okay.
Some days you might see her singing in the rain.
She often wonders what it would be like to fly.
Her mouth might be shut, but her mind is alive.

She looks typical, but she's seen the world.
People walk and talk, living in her mind.
And if they ever left, it would be hard to survive.

In her hands is a worn out book.
Kids don't know her and they don't care to look.
Never judge someone at first glance.
Because they will prove you wrong, by chance.

Sometimes she wishes she could be different.
Longs to fit in, to have many friends.
But she would hate to live a lie.
Then the people in her head would die.

So yes, she lives in the clouds.
With her head in the sky.
She looks like she's alone.
No matter how hard she tries.
One day, you'll find her dancing in the rain.
She'll never be alone, even on her worst days.
She's living her in her own head.
 But that's okay.

It's not Shakespeare, but it will have to do. Thanks for reading!

Reading: The Giver
Want to Read: The Elite
Favorite Song: "Somebody to You" by The Vamps, featuring Demi Lovato.