The Spotlight Poem by Alyssa Lynn

The Spotlight

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The spotlight brightened as she stood on the stage. The voices, although there were only three, they spoke as if almost in unison “who are you? ” they asked her. She took a deep breath, and thought “who am I? ” Who Am I? I am a girl, I am a girl who is often afraid, but will take risks on occasion. They looked at each other with a puzzled expression upon their faces, and then spoke again. “Who do you want to be? Or what do you want to be? ” I want to be more, I want to be more than the girl next door, I don’t want to be like all the others, I want to be remembered and cherished for who I am. “What do you dream of? ” I dream of men, I dream of a big stage, I dream of walking down the street singing Broadway music, I dream of painting a masterpiece that brings a tear to the eye, I dream of a pair of arms to hold me. “What hardships have you been through” This one made her laugh, I’ve watched my father walk out and not return, I’ve seen a girl in a mirror, who I didn’t recognize, I’ve been ditched by my two best friends for a year. I lost the first boy I thought I loved. “What do you fear? ” I fear I’m easily forgotten, I fear that I’m going to lose myself, I fear a lot, I hide in my fear, and I let it. Why so many questions? In all respect what right do you have to question me? Who are you to ask me who I am, what I want to be, what I’ve been through what I fear. I am who I am, what I want to be is a person worth knowing, what I’ve been through is nothing compared to what I haven’t lived yet. What I fear is endless, but is fear worth not trying? I’ll tell you, my future is uncertain, my book yet to be written.

Sunday, January 31, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,father,fear,forgotten,friends,future,girl,mirror,music,respect,voices
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