I am shy and confused.
I wonder if God is watching over us.
I hear the wind playing with the trees.
I see the clouds float like boats in the sky.
I want to find my dream.
I am shy and confused.
I pretend to be someone else.
I feel time spinning really fast.
I touch my heart to seek the truth.
I worry about the steps I take.
I cry because of hopelessness.
I am shy and confused.
I understand that there are many options.
I say look deep down into your soul.
I dream of everyone opening their eyes.
I try to walk my own way.
I hope that happiness can be found.
I am shy and confused.
There is something very beautiful thta shines through the sadness in this piece, Awesome poem Take care Love duncan X
I like this, Amanda. Your refrain line is like a drone. Effective. This piece reads to me like an introduction of a shy person, with hopes, fears, et al. In short, a human being. The simplicity of the language is effective, I feel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amanda, you have written words of truth. The real problem is, no one officially will be able to admit that these words have substance. And I look down at the ground, As people count me out, Because of who I am. I am shy and confused, Nice write Amanda, and keep writing. Barbara