What's Formed me
(This was a creative writing excercise i did with a group of people. The assignment was to write about something
that had formed us to who we are today, without using the word "I." You may beable to guess who the girl is. but if not, too bad.
surf my site more to find the answer!)
Their she was standing in the doorway
waiting for her knight to take her away
The things she saw, the things she witnessed,
No man could comprehend.
And there she stood waiting for me.
What type of person will she be in the end.
What type of girl was she in the beginning.
What type of person has she become. / Is she know
Will we ever truly know this woman
Her way's were never like ours
so culture was never understood
No matter where she was,
She was still my little Angel.
Where is she know
What has she seen
This place she has left
Leaving me with her secret.
And changing my life forever.
Until we meet again.
or not at all