Of New Poetry

So, this isn't art exactly, but it is creative. Not only am I an amateur artist, I am also an amateur poet. Or at least I want to be. I wrote this poem for poetry class and think it is blog-worthy.

She Goes Away

I see her face before she goes away

She looks at me but I look at the floor

I always knew she wasn't here to stay

I see her face before she shuts the door

Her dark eyes say she doesn't care for me

I know she doesn't love me anymore

I wasn't what she wanted me to be

I was just myself but it wasn't right

But I cannot be one who isn't me

So I'll keep moving, moving towards the light

My friends will leave but God is here to stay

So I'll keep running, running towards the light

My friends will leave but God is here to stay

And he will help me overcome today