Young girl you were so vein,

you cared to much about beauty even though it caused pain,

you were always so scared,

because of the weight you had to bare,

you were told you were not enough,

which made you very angry and gruff,

i am still in my youth but i can say i see my life in a whole new perspective.

i see the glistening water carrying the weight of many logs,

as us humans carry the weight of stress,

i can hear the birds sing and the water flow,

if you enter the city you can hear the train from down below,

the wind whistles and the crisp leaves crunch and crack under anothers shoes,

the city air can be polluted and gray,

but the nature in its purest form seems so clean and fresh,

red, orange, yellow, and green the colors of leaves ever so beautiful,

just watch and listen and you'll fade into air, youll disapper into peace,

i look into the river and see a reflection of my surrondings,

it was like a mirror being looked into by the most beautiful person,

but this was much more pleasent because the water was so pure.

note: this was supossed to represent how the woods and the city are so close yet so different, the woods are so pure and the city can be so depressing so i compared the two in this poem. next chace you get... go take a walk in the woods.

sometimes i dream i can run away,

i dream of empty space and and the perfect fall day,

i want to run but have not anywhere to go,

i call out your name two or three times in a row,

the wind brushing my face as a walk down the street,

i can feel the fear in my heart... that's something i'll have to beat,

i dream of the day i can go out on my own,

but when i leave i know ill want to go home.