Sometimes I care and sometimes I don't,

Maybe I'm just being real,

Dont act surprised,

It's simply how I feel,

I can only express the states,

Ones which I choose,

We all do,

I have nothing to loose,

I'm a hopeless romantic

And so what?

Im feeling fantastic

Now you want to cut

Me down because you feel

It's unorthodox,

I'm a free spirit,

You can't keep me in a box,

How free could you be,

Minus the judgement you hold,

Can you really see..

Me for me..


  • Author: AlitaOpal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 8th, 2021 21:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: I walk through grace, anything goes, do I care to judge.. hell no.. this life is about experience and I get that.. love with no limits I changed the image as I find this one more fitting.. what can you see?
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 46
  • User favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan.


  • Doggerel Dave

    Can I see you for you? Well, not completely, but you are well on the way to explaining yourself, so go for it Alita...

    • Doggerel Dave

      Dunno whether I should edit the above....Took your poem on face value...only sampled your back catalogue after posting. Think you have it all stitched up really...Ever so slightly embarrassed...

      • AlitaOpal

        Dave thank you for reading ๐ŸŽˆ

      • Goldfinch60

        Your free spirit will take you to such wonderful places in your life.


        • AlitaOpal

          Thanks Andy

        • orchidee

          Erm, you can't see me. I'm in this box! heehee.

          • AlitaOpal

            Open the box and unveil your cross, be free orchidee!

          • dusk arising

            Who knows what we see in one another's charcters. The written word can reveal much but far from all. Besides which, outside influences upon one's mood whilst writing cannot be discerned by the reader.

            • AlitaOpal

              It is to whom it seems..
              Thank you Dusk arising ๐ŸŽˆ

            • FredPeyer

              This image is great, the young girl and the old woman. And so is your poem (great). A long time ago I wrote a poem about all of us wearing masks, not being ourselves. The masks responding to the situation (i.e. lover, workplace, family, etc.) It is refreshing to read about how we should really be: ourselves! And here on MPS we can be that. No judgement!

              • AlitaOpal

                Fredpeyer ๐ŸŒนThank you for your comment and taking the time to read

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