Here's My Story

I was trying to get something going for an open house in my High School dropout program and here is my rough draft. I'm actually a little terrified, because I'll have to present and orate this in front of the entire group... and that includes some of the people that are behind the scenes including a possible Governor xDD Not fun. But yeah. Any suggestions would be wonderful.

Here’s my story.
Listen well.
A tale of hope lost.
I foretell.

It began High School year.

Skipping classes
Drinking beer.
Smoking pot.
The Woes,
I never forgot.
Of those blasted
High School Years.

Dropped out Junior year.
Still considered a Freshman
Mind you.

How drear.
How upsetting.
Given up.
Quite unsettling.

Who was I to become?
On the streets?
Packing a gun?

Doubtful, but it eats me to say.
Hopelessness settled.
And I couldn’t rebuttal.
For you see.

I had given up.

You know that feeling?
Don’t we all?
Those cogs a-wheeling.
Don’t you know?
You know it well.
Thoughts for review.
Future blocked.
We go in shock.

Was my future as black as it felt?
How was my hand to be dealt?

God found a way.
Fate.
If you may.
Gateway to College.
My future path towards
Knowledge.

Belittle my first step if you must.
Foresaw I…
Just another bust.

I had little faith.
For what was really there?
Little faith.
For credits to spare.
Little faith.
For new beginnings.
Easy winnings?!
Such a faithless beginning.

Yet, I got in.
The mail
Sailed wind.
Acceptance for my future.
If only I had known how it would end.
Not that it would ever again…

Meeting that staff changed us all.
First group meeting.
I’ll never forget that fall.
Never forget that Support.
Always on the ball.
Always there.
Helpful stories,
Always to share.

A push towards knowledge.
Acing in College.
Good grades.
Confidence.
Never missed
A single day.
My mind in a
Constant daze
Full of new hopes.
New ways.
And to think!


I gained it all!
A new path was opened.


I shall not stall.
For all stories must end.

All stories.
But mine.

For you see.
I’ll continue to shine.
What’s my reason?

They are.
The staff of GtC
The path towards greatness.
Can’t you see?

You can change.
You can be a success…
Strange.
I know.

I‘ve become a success.
Yet, I’m not alone.
For I must confess.
My heroes now own
A part of me that I left behind.
The part that was most unkind.
My past mistakes.
All erased.

My heroes, my tutors!
They are the staff
The contributors.
To the one and only.
Program for me.
I say it proudly.
GtC.

This is wonderful, and I believe the folks of GtC will love it. There were a few bits that need a little adjustment (add a word here, take one out there), but they can easily be fixed. Just read it out loud a couple of times and adjust to make the rhythm even, and it'll be perfect.
I loved it. Great work! ./hug

Touching.

It really does not matter who reads this, it is touching.

I agree with Iulia, just a few minor issues, I think, read it out loud and fix the way it sounds to suit your own reading needs.

Other then that... WOW

Love the poem, but Bick, dear, you got to start titling these things. I know sometimes that might be a little difficult. One way around that is to use the first line as the title of the thread. In this case, "Here's My Story". Not too bad. But either way we can't have a hundred "Untitled" poems floating around the forum. It's confusing.

Bick,

How did that reading turn out?