How'D I Become...... Poem by Concetta Salter

How’d I become who I’m known as today?
The girl who is shy, without something to say?
How’d I become just a wandering soul?
Roaming in circles without any hope?
How’d I become the scared girl that I am?
Not even trying to make any friends.
How’d I become so depressed and confused?
Why to this Pain, do I find I’m immune?
How’d I become what they now call a shame?
Such a nice girl, but she’s just not the same.
How’d I become what I’d loathed most of all?
A girl without reason, who welcomes her fall.
How’d I become so obsessed with this knife?
Searching for reasons to live out my life.
How’d I become the girl locked in her room?
Blasting the music with lyrics of doom.
How’d I become so consumed by my pain?
Trying real hard to pretend that I’m sane.
How’d I become such a pitiful mess?
Loving my life everyday less and less.
How’d I become such a sorry excuse?
Nothings worth winning, id just rather loose.
How’d I become who I’m known as today?
My love said goodbye. So the formers explained.