CHRISboccia

I am me. About which--you are not. :] This is not a poem, but you may take it as so.As for why it is centered; I do not know.As ironic as that is... ...that rhyme was completely unintentional....seriously. I would say that I appreciate the finer things in life; the kind of things that you have to lift up to see under.The kind of things that don't give you an explanation the first time you see them.The kind of things that don't just hand you the imagination out right;the kind of things that let you do the imagining for yourself. I find beauty in the simplicity of things that people often overlook.So I'm a pretty happy person.:) Sure,There are problems in my life that I could do without.There is something in my life right now that's just about as bad as it gets; Something that you just can't imagine,and that most people never get the chance to experience.But i'm not here to complain.Because I know that I'm not the only one.I"m just here to make a statement.  I'm a pretty nice guy.Friends before myself.I'll do favors for pretty much anyone,and I enjoy listening when you have something to say.I'm above all the assholes, and I try to stick up for the people i can;whether i know you or not doesn't matter...no one deserves to be shot down for no reason.  I've found love.And I never toss that word around.It's something I hope all of you find one day. I'm quite sensitive to things.I care about people.But most of the time I'm my crazy self.I enjoy making others laugh,because if they're happy, I'm happy.I don't care too much of what others think of me.As long as they don't think i'm as asshole, I'm alright.Otherwise, I don't care if you think I'm weird. I don't care too much if I'm outside your friend circle...But before you lay any description on me,atleast get to know me.I promise you you'll think differently of me. And that's the end of my non-poem.The rest of me is what you will find when in search for a description.It's just something I can't describe. :) -Chris Boccia