Written in 7th grade
I've been given the world
As a paper and pen
My imagination grows
My mind knows no ends
I can travel the earth
Without leaving my desk
I can choose not to lead
And follow where I'm led
I can live in a world
That only I know
From my mind through my pen
My thoughts, they flow
Through my characters' eyes
I see the world
I think their thoughts
As the plot unfurls
I hold in my hand
A powerful key
And no one knows about it
But me
Monday, November 21, 2005
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