She is me and me and me...

I have written many many poems.  I have written so much...Me, Sparrow...but sometimes my writings are not my own.  

Some of my writings belong to someone else, in my head.  I can't take credit for them...they are not mine.

I "think" Sammy wrote this:  I, sparrow, remember picking up the pencil...but I do not remember writing the words, even though they are written somewhat in my handwriting...I believe they are Sammy's words:

                Lonely eyes,
                looking for a crowd,
                
                Silent words,
                screaming for a voice..

                An absence of touch,
                yearning to feel...

                So many voices
                asking for attention..

                Dancing to a tuneless song 
                only her ears can hear...

                 She is a shattered compass,
                 that can't find her direction.

                A broken rudder
                on a ship lost at sea...

                She is a paper doll,
                of dirty newspapers...

                She is me, and me, and me, and me, and me....

Sparrow, and Sammy