Analysis of Myself
I realise now I was never myself.
Following the crowd left me bereft.
To self-conscious to show my hand,
Deigning myself, a cowardly sham.
Like a square peg in a round hole,
Trying to fit was selling my soul.
Leaving me broken, I reaped what I sowed.
The pit was deepening, no where to go.
But that was then and this is now.
This is me,
Now I bow.
Scheme | XX XX AA XX BXB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111101 100011101 11101111 10101001 10110011 101111011 1011011111 0111001111 11110111 111 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 358 |
Words | 83 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 3 |
Lines Amount | 11 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 53 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 14 |
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