I started this journal that I carry around with me 02/02/05. Here are some entrys from it. Divided into chapters! When I figured out I had a gift of writing poetry, I was born. Poems gave life to me and it was a way I could put everything I felt into words. So people might understand but then I realized no one understands. The words almost drift away from them and they don't see it at all. Like all the words just disappeared and they still look down at the paper not understanding anything. But I just wanted a chance to tell my story so someone might understand, me. So here I go.--