Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
This is my words on wheels piece, a poem by Brianna Knight Grade 8
Having amnesia can be as simple
as forgetting your name,
as seeing your face during the day
and forgetting it at night,
as helpless as a child
wandering around not knowing where you are.
How did I get this way? Is this
a curse set upon me?
Am I in a trance? Is my mind
For, I am forever traveling the
path of this lonely journey.
Will I ever remember where I’m
from? Or who I am?