The Beauty of Words

If you knew the real me You'd be surprised of who I've become I see amazing poets I see more then meets the eye All I'm here to speak is my feelings True yet harsh I write of dark things but mostly love We as people look in-between words as well as meanings We write of life we live as well as things we've been through Throughout my life I've seen myself fall for some really amazing guys Who listen and breathe true meaning to me Being loved is harder for someone so pure but not even close to innocent As I see lighting strike I hope all is true No poem makes sense to anyone These words expire like milk Yet they are beautiful and have meaning to me