In This Empty Room

With no one to turn to 
No one to sit with and express whats on my mind with 
I sit alone in this empty room thinking to myself 
 
No body understands me but I 
No body shows a true interest or desire in knowing me 
Has this special person I ask for not yet been built 
Or has he not yet realized he was meant to be my guide and friend 
 
Look into my eyes and read my soul 
There’s much to learn about this young girl who’s world has just begun. Inside my curious mind you’ll find wonders & unanswered questions in which are too great to hide. I wonder about you my darling, my lovely future, and when this honor of sharing my soul will occur 
 
Looking back into my memories its all a blur 
That is because, my world has just begun 
Slowly Building up a suit of armor of all the significant matter that surround me. I live for myself, not to please others, especially those who indeed do not phase me 
 
Why pretend when you and I both know the truth beneath each lie 
You don’t know me or what I am about 
You don’t care for me or what I am about 
 
In order to understand me you must understand life 
to answer my questions and look into my eyes down to my soul exploring my heart and wonder me deeply. Ask yourself who am I and what’s my purpose in this world we call earth, I wonder each day why do I live, am I saving someone’s life or ruining one? Show me with courage, what it takes to love you and desire you deeply as you love my heart and soul more than the beauty that lies within my face…

By, Stefany Rodriguez

i Truly Admire Her <3 

i Truly Admire Her <3 

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”

- Robert Frost”