Another Poem from a While Ago

The silence is too quiet,
but the noise is too loud,
be still my beating heart,
sometimes you're too proud.

I cannot hide my anger,
I can but shed my tears,
The only way you'll know,
Is if you ask me what I fear.

I don't cry in front of people,
I try not to at least,
You shouldn't tempt my anger,
Because inside there lives a beast.

You may never get a chance,
To know the real me,
Go on living your life to live,
Just be.

The silence is too quiet,
The noise is too loud,
Be still my beating heart,
Because sometimes you're too proud.

In The Deep Dark Night

This is a poem I wrote when I was in 5th grade. I had it published in a book in 1998. I spent a lot of time being embarrassed of this poem, because I never felt it was good enough to be published. However, I realized that it has just been me standing in my own way all this time. I am embracing my talents, past and present. I wanted to share it with you all. Thanks!

In the deep dark night,
The stars shine bright,
The trees lean over,
In the deep dark night.

The grass shine bright,
The clouds in the night,
The three quarter moon,
In the deep dark night.

Nature is so beautiful,
Nature is a delight,
Nature is so wonderful,
In the deep dark night.