Who I Am

You call me everyday
To ask me if I'm okay
And of course I always
Lie
The truth is too true too real
And sometimes I don't know why I feel
Necessary to shrivel up and
Die

 

It's the cruelty of the world
That's killing me everyday
It's like reality unfurled
It isn't something you do or say
It's me
It's me

I tried to be what you want
I tried to be your puppet
Even when I knew it's
Wrong
Maybe you don't understand
Maybe you don't want to try
Maybe you don't know who I
Am

 

 

Author's Note

Whoa...this actually...rhymes....

I haven't rhymed in a long while. :) Yay!

Reviews

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a great poet knows how to make you feel anything and yet you're blessed to your type of writing style to share great poem :)

[Eric Cox]

Very good poem. Nice expressive pen on this.

[rae52]

its really good as always

[Lizzy]

I feel a little is still either left unsaid or is misspoken. But I get the overall feeling. Has a good flow to it.