Truth is, I am just another simple face in the crowd
Trying to blend in, but I don't lose who I am.
Truth is, I am confused, still trying to find my identity
Expressing myself in the best way I can : my poetry.
Truth is, I try to live my life to the fullest
Passing day by day discovering new adventures.


I JUST FELL IN LOVE WITH THIS POEM TITLED, "SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS" by R.S. Gwynn

ESPECIALLY THESE STANZAS:

"No poisoned apple needed for this Princess,"
She murmured, making X's with her thumb.
A car door slammed, bring her to her senses:
Ho-hum. Ho-hum. It's home from work we come.

And she was out the window in a second, 
In time to see a Handsome Prince, of course,
Who, spying her distressed condition, beckoned
For her to mount (what else?) his snow-white horse.

Impeccably he spoke. His smile was glowing.
So debonair! So charming! And so MALE.
She took a step, reversed and without slowing
Beat it to St. Anne's where she took the veil.

Read the whole poem here and an explanation (=
Poem: http://www.angelfire.com/al/knb17/gwynn.html
Explanation : http://lindasuegrimes.suite101.com/gwynns-snow-white-and-the-seven-deadly-sins-a75803