I am exposed
Feeling left out
Feeling alone
Now in the dust
Are the beautiful poems
And there you were, breaking the trust
There is beauty in what I do
There is also limitations
You made judges of what I do
With higher expectations
Rebecca POV
“Attention please!” bellowed James out of nowhere. Everyone looked at him like he was crazy and some looked eager to know what he was going to say.
I was standing there, my face red and down, and his face beaming with happiness. He wants to tell the world my secret. “Who doesn’t love the two poems ‘Misfits’ and ‘Rain’?” he said and many voices cried, “Love it!” , "Genius writer!” ,“Two of my favorites!”
“Would you like to meet that amazingly talented, beautiful, kind writer?” At talented James slowed down and said the rest of the words carefully and loving. Shouts in the air screamed yes. I can’t do this. “Well here she is!” He grabbed me by the hand and brought me over to the DJ stand. “Rebecca Davis!”
The crowd’s faces went blank, and murmurs went on, probably wondering who I am. I ran off crying, and hid behind a tree. James found me after five minutes, giving me time alone.
“Hey, Rebecca, are you okay?” he asked thoughtfully.
“Yes, I...I just don’t like it when people know who I am, they look at me and judge me for what I’m not.”
“I’m sorry.. I didn’t know.”
“James, it’s fine. Thank you though, you really wanted my writing to be heard. I could have never done it myself. It’s just that they expect me to write these amazing things and now that they know who I am...and they judge me.”
“Will everything be alright?”
“Yeah, I just don’t want people to judge me.”
“I won’t let that happen. I promise.”
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22 Poems by Rebecca
PoetryMandi's sister Rebecca is a beautiful writer and does not choose to express it. She writes amazing poems and her voice is not heard, but Mandi wants to change everything and help her sister get her way to be. (Complete)
