BriarIceChills

Perceptions

5/8/05

A/N: Hey, all. This fic is going to be sort of like Lullaby (all poetry) except every one of these poems will have the same theme: how people are seen. These are written about me and people who I come into contact with. Every one of these will have a lot of me in them, so be aware you are almost entering my mind by reading this. As always, tell me who you think this is on Digimon ( which I don't own) in a review. WARNING: I have turned into a review monger. Therefore, I want reviews!

So, onto the poem.

Perceptions:

others

People travel their day

relying on other's views

to make sure

they are still there.

But those views

are clouded by

lights

and music

and power

and hate.

In my opinion

the person's opinion

I can trust

is only

my own.

Not the me

I see in the mirror

or the one

in my mind.

I trust the image

I get

when I wake up,

sweat freezing me,

from a nightmare.

Then ,

all alone

and scared,

that's when

I am mostly

myself.

Find yourself,

BriarIceChills