The Becoming Of Me

"Success comes from knowing that you did your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming." -John Wooden

Another year has passed 

another moment is gone

another chance is lost 

and I don’t care if I’m alone

I’ve grown to understand

that understanding is an ability few have under-hand 

even family can misunderstand the person I am. the person I want to be; the becoming of me

I’m dead inside

dead while I want to feel alive

found my way. Still dead but with a smile 

I die every time somebody is around

I’m dead but alone makes me alive

to live in the darkness so I witness the light

to see what hides

To observe… From afar

the abyss of possibilities.

immersing in thought

being thrown away, stormed out of my life

as thoughts make me think I am less than what I am 

preventing me to do the things I want;

to make a legacy, a legend in history

thats what everybody wants, so don’t judge me

I am merely a shadow of a past

and a reflection of a future

I am not defined by those properties as I live in now

with words I try to explain

with words I fail to understand that people only understand

what they think of by their opinion of you

So I stop myself from caring 

and start living to the expectations I sit to myself

I answer to me

it’s hard at first but becomes easy

That’s me growing up 

or what I like to call 

The becoming of me

Reviews

[Zoya]

A tremendous title! This poem is really easy to understand, that's what binds the readers till the very last word. You have conveyed your message beautifully through this poem. Great write!

[HummingMaster]

Thanks! :)