21. Who Am I?
I try to be the good girl,
The girl who has it all together,
But I'm not.
I try to be the good girl,
The girl who has it all together,
But I'm not.
This poem is so relatable, at least to my life. Those expectations everybody has for us are so much bigger that in trying to achieve them we lose ourselves and then a time comes when we...
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At last I'm free from the cage.
No longer am I filled with rage.
I am free from all stress,
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a candle light burning inside of me
shadows bowing upon the walls illuminating us all
the laughter the pain
what do I gain?
My bedroom is my sanctuary,
my place to be me
The worries of the day
I really liked your poem! It was simple but I could get a lot out of it.
Longer days and shorter nights,
Darker shades and brighter lights.
Louder music and wilder friends,
No need for pencils, no need for pens!
Who is that man?
Staring back at me
Is he a part of my past?
Or who I am destined to be?
Dude, I understand completely. Sometimes I don't know who I am or who I'm supposed to be.
Amongst the midnight sky,
I stare at a rose as it dies.
Its pedals are torn and bruised,
We may have the same eye's
but I use mine differently
We may have the same heart
A lot of people are treated differently because they look different or act different .A lot of people treat my friends and me differently because we are different and unusual.