I've Been Doing Some Thinking

Lately, I have been doing some thinking that involves me being anti-social. I have decided to distant myself away from others when it comes to expressing how I feel about my diagnoses. I don't want people to know what is going on with me right now because I am not ready for a whole lot of questions and a whole lot of pity for the depressed. I just want to lurk in the shadows and read my books and keep to myself.

I have been reading a whole lot and I am gaining knew knowledge that helps to me revise some of my creative writings. Remember that poem "How Some People Are", well I have been doing lots of revisions on that, dealing with syntax. If you don't know what syntax is, it is by Google definition: the arrangement of words and phrases to create well-formed sentences in a language. The way I arrange my words is always the same, but this time I am trying to make my sentences shorter but also long, but with a pattern. I am also trying to better my shifts and transitions from one stanza to the next.

See the thing about poetry I like the most is that it is rhythmic and it just falls off the tongue. It is your way of telling a story or expressing an idea. It is poetic and very intimate between the reader and the speaker. That relationship must be maintained because if it isn't, it could throw your audience off of the perspective you want them to see. You must be clear with your audience as I said before, but you must also give them a deeper/broader meaning to what you are saying, because poetry must have purpose because words have purpose.

I have been some revising on my poem "How Some People Are", this is what I got so far:

Some people are bullies

They manipulate people in sight

They love to call people rude names

They only do it to start fights

Have  you heard of Tyler Perry's movies

With the famous Madea of might

Well their favorite is to call Tyler Perry

A homosexual or a transvestite 

See their parents like to drink

Their favorites are beer and wine

But when the glass of liquor spills

Police come over to investigate the abusive crime

My mom would kill for E &J

With the right amount of liquor and the right amount of ice

It's the best time to ask her questions

She'll be nice at ease and concise. 

See it's all about the breakfast club 

The kids with parent issues

The ones that realized no difference lay

in the personalities they'd once labeled and misused

I'm a victim to some of those problems

Like being ignored or not telling the truth

But most of my problems are within myself

Things I shouldn't be worrying about in my fountain of youth

Just like in the perks of being a wallflower

When those memories from the past

Come to haunt you in your vision 

And cause the happiness in your life not to last

See in this life it's hard to trust, 

And also have belief

Because it means you have to lose something

And not all of us can cope with that much grief.

Cause losing someone really hurts

It breaks your heart deep inside

It shatters your perspective of everything 

In which happiness is denied

That's why people are the way they are

They experience something not too great

And it changes them for better or worse

In a lifetime where conflict never inflates

So we can't blame bullies for being tyrants

Nor blame a wallflower for being so shy

Fot that is how some people are in this world

Because bliss is hard to come by

But sure enough, once in a while 

That pain in the heart infinitely soars 

To give you back the life you lost 

So that happiness can be restored. 

Is it better or not. Please let me know which one you like better. 

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