What do you think of My Poem?

Seriously, let me know. I don't do it as often as I used to but I was really proud of it.





It's just like the weather





So unpredicable





And though you project what you may





You can never truly say





Nor can you remain





As you are today





As thoughts slip in and out





Sometimes you laugh





Sometimes you shout





And tomorrow you'll wake up





In a totally different room





With different colored walls





And different smelling perfume





With different faces all around





Even your old self cannot resound





In this unfamiliar place





And that unfamiliar face





That you see staring back at you





It, you thought you knew





But alas, tis' an untruth





And it exists so little





As the light from a firefly





But do not cry no longer





Just keep blossiming little flower





And one day you'll reach the air





One day the sun will care





And someone will come along and sniff you





And breathe you in completely





But till then, keep living





If at a minimum.

What do you think of My Poem?
Not my favorite poem, but you should be proud of your writing. Your poem has meaning as well as style. Not many people can write poems as fluent as this and rhyme (even though everybody tries to) and even if there were no rhyming it would sound like a poem.
Reply:GOOD ONE
Reply:It's awesome. what's the title of it going to be?
Reply:nice and what is it call
Reply:Too long.. I lost interest about half way through...



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