Who I Am

Selfishly Greedy me where everything, everyone directly relates to one world revolving around the sun Who I am I never have a life as much as I berate moan and groan, deprecate I'll never be a wife who then can I blame? sitting alone, every day the same Here again in this poem talking about myself focusing on the shell where cracks dwell where parts are broken The future is not with me nor in my hands the future lies dormant without any seeds abandoned plans So if I never have a life How can I complain? Is this a shame? Yes, I'll never have a child but always be my own never fully grown Selfishly Greedy me I could be someone instead I focus intently on what I'll never be Who I am

This poem was written for my World of Endar online, interactive narrative. I haven't finished the online novel, but I have a few poems for it. My picture on here is actually one of my Endar characters called Elista. She's one of the blue elves and a major character in the series. old and new, waiting for you over the hills and under the sun waiting for you as life has just begun waiting for you as long as can be waiting for you and waiting for me here again we go together my friend through these woods deep as sorrow here again we travel away into every day through mountains and glens unto tomorrow gilding and golden, sapling in green dusty and dark, white into stark the colors abound throughout our journey spreading into our hearts at what has been seen making us age at wisdom's stages here we shall see all of life's majesty in the oceans and ponds and what is beyond footsteps echoing onto hard ground voices fading out until they have no sound finally we arrive where w