Poetic Fantasy

So while I was away not updating this blog I found that I may have a gift. I started writing poetry for some unknown reason. I had always thought up poems or just rhymes in my head but never written them down because I figured they weren’t that good and typical highschool guys don’t write poetry. Well I finally decided to write them down, again, for reasons unknown. Anyways here is my favorite so far. It is called Poetic Fantasy.

I strut so cool and quiet

Always thinking silent

Never quite in touch with reality

No one understands me

In this world I don’t seem to fit

To them I don’t make sense

They can’t understand my wonderful fantasy

Filled with love and history

Filled with rhymes that constantly shift

And only to me do they make sense

You see I don’t need reality

Not when I’m in a poetic fantasy