Thursday, March 12, 2009

A poem to the unknown.

I found out that memories have made me what I am. Without them I am just blank. Some people advised to forget and put bad memories aside. If I keep only good memories, then I'll be half of me. Whatever bad can happens, will just be another bad memory, and another piece of myself. Memories are welcome.


That's why I dedicate this poem to memories.

I found out that emotions have made me what I am. Some people told me to avoid bad emotions. Some people told me to think only of good things and ignore bad things. I don't believe that. We should encourage emotions. Make them as intense as possible. They make us creative, they make us human beings. Emotions are welcome.

That's why I dedicate this poem to emotions.

I found out that my thoughts have made me who I am. Some people told me to be spontaneous, to be myself, to be free. Free doesn't mean not to think. People told me that I think too much, and sometimes even about unimportant stuff. There is no such thing as unimportant stuff. Thinking makes you smart and makes you wise. It is what creates opinions. Thoughts are welcome.

That's why I dedicate this poem to thoughts.

I found out that people have made me who I am. Some people told me that I don't need to listen to everyone. I like to listen to everyone. I believe that I can learn something from every single person I meet. Something big, something small. I like some of these things, and I make that parts of me. I learned mistakes without even doing them. If it weren't for those people, I would have never learned so much. Everyone is welcome.

That's why I dedicate this poem to you.

This poem was never a poem. It was more like a random set of expression. :-)