Who Knew Poetry

I'm Amanda. I'm a "struggling actor" based in New York. I like to pretend I am a secret poet. Maybe I am, maybe not. Either way, it's fun.
Fri Aug 1

What made you think you could do it?

That you could change your ways and heart and move

To the beat of the drums from a past life a future body

What made you think you could shine

When shadows are all that will fall

Upon your eyes

Upon your heavy legs

Upon your stationary feet

Upon yourself

What made you think they know you

When there are only two that know you

What made you think you could move

When you are paralyzed

Here in this body.

You are and only he can move you.

You are and your feet are stone.

Lift them. Lift them. Lift them.