A Story To Tell

It's the final count down, doooo dooo do do do do (just youtube that song)
Ten more poems to go and then I'm done. I don't think it's really sunk in yet that I'm nearly finished. 

When you find your thoughts
beyond yourself 
when they become more focused 
on everybody else, 
you realise 
that we all have our own stories 
(well, of course we do)
but it's how we tell 
and how create 
that can make our stories
something great.


Perhaps mine won't be 
known all around
but it's more so about 
keeping my feet on the ground,
remembering there are others
there's everyone else 
who's stories may be kept on a shelf
but it's the characters
and the people
who read it and care
they are what's important,
the people whom which 
we chose to share.  

Brain Pedestal

You think you're better than me
raise your own intelligence 
by always laughing at my stupidity 


A stamp of smugness upon the brain
but really, you know
you and I are just the same 


You stand tall while I am down
throwing my opinion forcefully
down on to the ground


Enough, is what I begin to think
and slowly, my opinion of you 
will lesser and perhaps your esteem 
will be the one to sink.