I don't know

not much to say

It feels like I'm falling
down... and away
from everything I use
to know...
Who am I?
I don't know. I don't know
if I want to know.
I am lost
and alone.
I am tired
and ignored.
I am bothered
and misunderstood.

It feels like I'm lying
now... and again
with every word I try
to say...
Who I am?
I do know. I don't know
if you want to know.
I've found it easiest to hide
from you, especially.
You ask why?
I wish I knew.
I guess I don't possess
the love you believed to be true.
so here I lie,
falling...
deeper into what lies before me,
oblivion.
and I can only say
I'm sorry.
I'll never truly be
what you need me to be.

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

I love the mechanics and presentation of this poem - the way it trickles down the page as bits of thought - even if the last lines make me ache.

[Emily B]

these words feel real familiar to me, I think you must have read my mind