I am a boy filled with passion.
I wonder why people mock me.
I hear the insults those people say.
I see their tortured soul inside.
I want to help them out.
I am a boy filled with passion.
I pretend to be a tough guy.
I feel acting like that is dumb.
I touch the heart of those in need.
I worry I will fall for the devil’s tricks.
I cry when those I love are hurt.
I am a boy filled with passion.
I understand why my parents punish me.
I say I hate them at times.
I dream to be in a kitchen cooking up a storm.
I try to block out the world when I am cooking.
I hope my dream comes true.
I am a boy filled with passion.
Chris Clingman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-inner-me-3/
