I Don't Know Me

I Don't Know Me

A Poem by Lucy Kennedy

 

 

 

Tell me who you are.

May I look into your mind?

Just take a look into my head,

and tell me what you find.

Don't ask me to describe myself.

I only somewhat know.

I cling to my mind's eye,
 
which seems to know me more.
 
I think the answers lie in my past,
 
these findings draped into the last.
 
What if somewhere I became two,
 
each struggling to reach out?
 
I feel like an alien in this corpse,
 
a matter which brings doubt.
 
I’ve grown weary of portraying,
 
someone else whose playing,
 
a character on a stage…. off a page.
 
Into the unknown dreary,
 
I take on this spirit
 
like a new skin.
 
Even venturing as far
 
as to think like them.
 
In this life,
 
I've worn many masks
 
but thats only because I have no face.
 
I am not shallow,
 
I'm just too deep.
 
Drowning in this being which weeps.
 
Opinions cloud my skull,
 
telling me who I should be.
 
I do not know, I don't know me.
 
Extrovert...Introvert...Nobody.
 

© 2009 Lucy Kennedy



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This is so profoundly moving... for years similar thoughts danced through my mind... who am I.. how do I know.. will I ever become what I wish... You give the expression of being, of longing, of hoping such a rich, amazing voice.

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Lucy Kennedy

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