I am lonely, misunderstood, void of hope
I wonder why sharing my gift was so wrong
I hear the grinding bars of my darkest night
I see the dreary dungeons of my imprisonment
I want to show the world a renewed spirit
I am lonely, misunderstood, yearning for hope
I pretend my music is a mending agent
I feel the walls of doubt within my spirit slowly crumble
I touch gently the precious instrument of my sorrow, my joy
I worry the kindling fire in my soul will be easily extinguished
I cry when I realize I lack confidence in myself
I am lonely, misunderstood, discovering hope
I understand now that friendship is important
I say bravery from a mended heart is the strongest ilk
I dream of once more sharing my music for others to enjoy
I try with every heartbeat to overcome another fear
I hope from this point on to play with ever-growing joy and love
I am lonely, misunderstood, filled with hope
(Otis)
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I think you captured Otis's characteristics perfectly.
ReplyDeleteI loved how your "I am" phrase changes...cool.
ReplyDeleteBrianne,
ReplyDeleteI think that you really showed how Otis felt in your poem. At the beginning of the book he wants to be by himself because he's afraid people won't accept him for being in jail. But then when he starts being around Opal he sees that having a friend is important. You captured all of this in your poem. I also liked how you changed your I am phrases each time.
Oooh, I love the second line, "I wonder why sharing my gift was so wrong". I love it!
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