Dream A Dream

Thank You🖤

I've always likes music, since I was young
I remember partying to music in my mums van, with all my sisters and brothers.
When I grew up it saved me for feeling and blocked out shouting from either my parents or siblings

I found out what poems were when I was in 1st grade. We had an assignment that we would find a poem online, stand up randomly in class, and say it out loud.

My mum showed me a movie called My Girl, cause the main character reminded her of me. At the end, she said a poem, which at the time, I thought was just words. So I used a poem about a dad being a werewolf.

When I went into ninth grade, I remember My Girl, and watched it. I cried of course, but mostly when I heard the poem.
I asked my mum about poems, and she showed me her book.

I swooned at the words and thought it was beautiful, and so I decided to try.

It started off as talking about pizza and my friends, but as I got sadder, I started to write poems about love and depression.
I thought it was just words until I felt my notebook in class, and my teacher opened it to see if he could find a name.

When he returned it I felt uncomfortable that he looked through my things, till he told me I had beautifully written words, and that I should make more.

And so I did.
Over the years I wasted papers writing my feelings, then losing them in moving, until one day I lost a poem I LOVED.
So I decides to write them on Wattpad, a site I used to write fan fiction on.

I honestly thought no one would see them, and was happy a few 30 people enjoyed them.
One day I woke up and was feeling empty, so I went to write another poem, and saw I had 15 notifications. I clicked on one that said someone added my story to their reading list. And that's when I saw my book had one thousand views.
I was so happy, I ran out to my shed where my friends were hanging out and showed them.
I felt so happy.

And then the next day came. I went to show my mum that I had a thousand reads, but then saw I had two thousand. I was so happy I cried and my mum kept telling me she was so proud.

I am now at almost 5 k, and I keep crying every time I see a comment about how my work is beautiful.
Dealing with depression and anxiety, it's hard to have something that I can focus on, but with poetry it's always easy, and I'm so thankful that I can make other people happy too.

So thank you everyone who reads my poems, who vote my chapters, who comments on a page, and who message me asking for advice.
I never thought I'd get more then 50 views, and now I'm half way to 10,000 views.
So thank you, to all of you.
You all inspire me to be who I am, and I hope I inspire you to be who you are too.
I love you, and for the thousandth time, thank you🖤