I’ve been putting this off for far too long now. I guess it’s because I’m being too unrealistic. That’s probably why. I want to say something special, or at least original, and now I’m sounding weird. It’s 10:16PM. It may not say that when I post this because I’m on the west coast and Teen Ink’s times are all askew for me. But what was I saying? Right. Unrealistic me. I guess I’m sort of bad at responding to poetry because I hardly understand it myself, and I was completely stunned by your comment, by the way. People like you are the reason I’m so addicted to this site (it’s getting out of control. I’m supposed to be writing a novel…). I don’t even really care if people even mean what they say when they compliment me. I’d still feel awesome if I got a comment saying I suck at life, just because I'd know someone read something I wrote. It’s VALIDATION, that’s what it is. Someone out there acknowledging that you did something with your time.

Back on topic. This poem is profound. I can’t think of any other word to describe it. Except, maybe, beautiful. It has a wonderful sound when you read it out loud, and the rhymes almost catch you off guard (in a good way). The parallelism bit is fantastically witty. You can get lost in it, and that means the words are doing their job.

This comment is unnecessarily long. Like I said, I wanted to say something special. Or at least original. I’d say I accomplished that.

I love your Imagery