I don't know what to do
Or find who I am
I'm scared
All of my progress of finding me has been shattered
I tried to put pieces back together but they wouldn't fit….
Now I have to start all over again
This irritates meto the fullest
Because I was trying so hard to love other people I couldn't remember how to love me
I was trying so hard not to hurt other people and… ended up hurting myself
So to find me…. I have to stick with just me….
Until I've met myself
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Finding oneself is a lifelong journey. This poem depicts the struggle of it all. Your progress is still there. Sometimes we hit potholes along the path. Everyday is a new sunrise and a chance to make things better. :)