1st poem to submit

Well I said I would probably put some poems on here and I wasn't lying. This first one is probably one of my most personal ones. I wrote it somewhere between the years of 1996-1998 so that would have made me anywhere from 13-16. The title is My House. It doesn't really ryhme or follow in particular style, but I like it. Its kind of depressing but then again I was at that stage. Thankfully I don't have the same view on myself now as I did back then.

My House

I am a house and an ugly one at that and I live in a bad neighborhood. No one wants to step foot on my property. I get lots of compliments on my door, for it is my house's face. But yet no one will come see it. If only they would walk down my sidewalk and open the door, they would see the inside. The walls are bright and colorful, they shine like the heavens. My house is full of life, but it is so lonely. No one seems to care except for my builders, they are always there. But no one wants to come in. They look at my exterior and are somewhat turned off. They don't understand, all I need is a little work. Then I shall shine as my interior does. My house is as beautiful as the eyes see it, but if they'd only look harder, they would break through my walls and finally see the beauty from within.