Analysis of All I Have Is Myself



The only thing I trully own,
Are lonely dreams and lonely goals.
The only certain one I know,
Is the one inside my only soul.
The only thing that's meant to be,
Is being myself, only being me.
The only thing people can't take away,
Is whats in your heart and what you want to say.
Theres nothing better than being yourself,
It's not the game you play but the hand you're dealt.
After these lines, feelings still never felt,
That in the end all I have is myself.


Scheme ABCDEEFFGHHG
Poetic Form
Metre 0101111 11010101 01010111 101011101 01011111 110110101 0101101101 10011011111 1101011001 11011110111 1011101101 100111111
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 450
Words 89
Sentences 6
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 12
Lines Amount 12
Letters per line (avg) 30
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 355
Words per stanza (avg) 89
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Submitted on August 30, 2012

Modified on April 12, 2023

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