Poetry / Become
I have become cynical,
and I just can’t help myself.
Those who ask of me,
intelligently,
will find I am more than just this skin,
those eyes,
that sexual air of unknown,
behind a smile.
I have become frustrated,
and a slip of the tongue,
just can’t be held back.
Those who see me for less,
than these 29 years,
those who lack the will to freely,
give me what is rightfully earned,
banished stupidity,
child-like naivety,
unlike themselves,
I claim no drama filled atmosphere.
I have become ME,
in all my oddity,
and I just can’t help myself,
nor do I want to…
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This is written in the first person singular point of view and the narrator should carry this out through this dramatic narrative. Instead of saying, “those eyes” or “that sexual air..” it would be more emphatic and dramatic to say “my eyes” and “my sexual air..” since the narrator is speaking about himself throughout. Yet still there is not enough detail that expresses how odd this character might be, why has he become cynical? Show us some of his cynicism and sexuality. Tell us how he responds is words that make him outrageous and can’t hold back. It’s lacking right now in detail about the character which would enhance this poem so much, let us see him and know for who he really is. Good start.
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