leAnna howard

My Hideing Place

I have a place where I go and think
I call this my hide and place
I go there to get away from the hurt of the world
I go there to get away from the screams of my hood
I go there because it’s the only place,
Where I can be alone and not care what others think

As I sit alone in this world that’s all mine
I start to think about the ending of time
I start to brush away all the time
I start to fake like there is no crime
I start to think of my own fantasy
Like a life away from the ghetto that wont leave with in me

I know that this is just a hiding place
But in it there’s no trace of the human race
That has me saying grace so I won’t look like a mental case
But in this world I can be who I am
I can do what makes me pursue my dream of dreams
That I have in my hopes

But when I come out if my hiding place and have to face
The human race I cry so much
I need a genital touch
To make me feel like im the only one here

So I go back to my hiding place
And I run away from the human race
To see that in my lonely dark corner
I don’t need to be a performer to fit in
I win with out no sin to keep my thoughts locked in
I can let it all out
I can cry
I can scream
I can shout
But with no doubt I can be me and that’s all that I really need

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Poem Edited: Sunday, February 13, 2011

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