Change Poem

Figuring out life

Starting Over

© Tatum
I'm trying to find something to base my life upon,
Something in this strange world that goes on and on.
As the years go by and time fades away,
What used to be "good days" are now filled with dismay.
Tomorrow comes, and then again, it goes,
And my ambition to become something more, grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
The life I want now, gets closer each day.
All I've ever wanted was something to live for,
I don't want to be this little person anymore.
I've been basing my life upon what others think,
I wish I could go back and redo everything, every time an eye would blink.
I've fought to become who I am and what I want to be,
I have to remind myself that one day, I will be free.
Free from the rules I followed as a child,
When everything was a game and life was so mild.
Now times have changed and I realize nothing is fair,
And sometimes it seems like nobody even cares.
It's like no one pays attention to what I feel is best for me,
And what I think about the way some things should be.
I understand now, that I'm pretty much on my own,
And I know a lot of what I can do will never be known.
All the time, I think about everything I can't say, what I have to keep in,
And by doing this, my thoughts only get more complicated and deepen.
Soon I hope to find out who I am, and what I am meant to become,
I want to know where I'm going, I don't need to be reminded of where I came from.


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Published: Mar 2008

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  • omg! thus is me right now, I think and think and think and it complicates from looking at the future

    Hope, Canada Submitted Mar 2010
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  • Four months ago, my grandmother passed away. Since then, I have found that much doesn't matter to me anymore and I don't like it. I have problems waking up in the morning; I sometimes get up a half hour late and when I do, I feel like crap. It's not too bad during the week because I work, but, weekends are the worst. I especially have to force myself to go to church sometimes (which I used to feel happy about). I like going, don't get me wrong. It's just not the same. Her death brought life to situations that I never knew existed; not rosy, either. I know that I can't go on feeling like crap, but, right now, I do not have the desire to do anything, which I know will hurt me in the long run.

    Susan, Philadelphia Submitted Jun 2010
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  • This is my life to a tee - I am having problems with my youngest, no help from his siblings or his father, I am trying to deal with it all on my own - I just can't get over how this poem has everything in it that I am presently feeling.

    Susan, Australia Submitted Jun 2010
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  • This poem started out beautifully, but ended up in a place I could not identify. It appeared to be going in a circle to disguise the real meaning of the poem.


    Dan Submitted Jun 2010
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  • I have going through the same phases...feeling every word linked to my's very close to my heart

    Raman, Delhi Submitted Jun 2010
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  • Oh my God this Poem is wonderful, it talks to all of us making us to think and question ourselves, who are we what do we want in life, where we come from and where are we going. Now I tend to ask myself am I who I think I am , am I doing what I suppose to do or what people expect of me.

    that's what I think about when I read this

    Gugu Submitted Jun 2010
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  • I can say this poem is my life. I have been in the shadows for so long, I still have to search myself....I still am not sure who I am.

    Rigzin, Bhutan Submitted Jun 2010
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  • This poem hit me is so true for me...I have followed the rules of others for so many years now with probation and placements that I have become what others want and I just moved and got out of placements and will be getting off probation and its like a fresh start...a new beginning... I am finally free from the rules and can become who I want to be...

    Amber, USA Submitted Jun 2010
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  • This is me....its exactly me right now...this poem ....woke me up....I'm tired of following others rules ....and I really want to be me ....and I will be me ....I won't stop ...never ...ever

    Mary, Canada Submitted Jul 2010
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  • I have responded to this poem back in June. At that time, I felt as though I were going nowhere. However, a few weeks ago, something happened to me in work that made me realize that I have to step back a bit and take a look at myself. When I first responded, I stated that I was having problems waking up due to my grandmother's death and that not much mattered to me anymore. Well, now I realize that was a mistake because my work started to suffer a bit. Now, I am waking up within five minutes of the alarm going off and so far, my work has been getting a little better. I also have been listening to an inspirational CD since yesterday (which helps) and approaching my work a little differently. I still have my moments of struggle ( I am on my second week.), but, I feel as though I will survive.

    Susan, Philadelphia Submitted Aug 2010
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  • This poem really hit the spot. I recently messed up big time for my future and I wish I can turn the clocks back and fix all of the errors that I have done to myself. I was deeply saddened about what I did and that I basically followed my mind, not my conscience. Sounds weird right? I believe that a persons conscience is stronger and mightier than the mind. The mind helps you make and think up of things. But your conscience helps your mind understand if this is the right thing to do. I'm 17, almost 18 and I never felt this.....failure-types feeling in my whole life. certain aspects of this poem hit me hard and made me think. Their is no such thing as ''non-existent'' because I really thought that a poem would ever describe the troubles that I put myself through. Thank you for whoever wrote this. You deserve to write poetry as a profession.

    Raul, Oakland, Ca. Submitted Mar 2012
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  • Hi what a great piece!!
    I'm a successful musician and want to know with your permission if I could make this these words into a song.. Great stuff.

    Barrie Jessep Submitted Jul 2012
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  • I am glad I have came across your poem. You said what I could not because I couldn't find the right words. This was a very touching poem and it hit right at home.

    Ashley Michelle Submitted Apr 2013
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