Just listen.

To what I have to say because just maybe, it might be important to someone out there.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Grown to love.

Grown to love.


We began really shaky.
I didn't know you and I was really shy to come up to you.
Like everyone else we had our problems.
In our time back in grade school,
I could hardly talk to you.
I felt stupid so, I turned my back on you,
and I didn't think I would ever try again.

Then graduation was done and I decided to start over,
this time in High School as a freshmen.
Was I scared? No, I was terrified.
First time I confronted you in front of 100 people.
I shook to keep myself from running away,
I used really simple words just to get by,
and once it was over I thought I'd just break down and cry.

Next a sophomore and this time I felt a little bit at ease.
I couldn't deny the fact that I was scared,
I still couldn't get over it.

Now a Junior except this time something hit me,
and I came across a whole new reality that I never wanted to admit.
You were my new type of addiction,
I couldn't get enough of you.
I looked forward to stand by you and for you to greet me,
not with just a smile, but also with open arms of acceptance,
knowing you would even if thousands of others wouldn't.
I no longer needed to hide my face behind paper,
or use simple words and rhymes to impress you.
Because you were my new passion, my new shelter.

You were everything I wanted, maybe even more.
But when you weren't around oh how lonely I felt.
How I ached to have you near.
And then yet again I realized something after all these years.

So I have finally mustered the courage to say,
In front of everyone in this room and
all those who happen to read this,
and any person that decides to listen that,
this theater, this stage is what kept me going,
because without her acceptance I couldn't have the courage to express my feelings.

I wouldn't have the courage.
The courage to say that without her, and without all of you,
heh I wouldn't be who I am today, I wouldn't be me.