A Prisoner Of My Past

The waves crash up, against the rocks

I listen to the ocean as it talks

As I look out on the vast blue waves

I can hear what they all have said

"Go back where you came from, you don't belong here,"

They think I'm different, they call me weird

I try to jump, I want set free

And I do, I tumble, down toward the sea

Before I break the cool blue glass

I awaken, free at last

Then I go to school, and I joke around

But I keep hearing that same old sound

The wind in my ears, running through my bronze strands

And I no longer want to be set free from my past

Author's Note

Help me with a title, please

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

oceans of memories

[afra]

well i dont know about the title ....but poem is awesome ....well done

[Annabelle Lee]

thanks

[Pax]

'a prisoner of my past'
great!

[Annabelle Lee]

thanks