I am at a stage where
I am not sure who
I really want to be.
The choices are mine
and I have quite a few,
but which one will I choose
I am not really sure.
I get praise from them all,
but which is really me.
It is a dilemma I face
at every turn I take.
Of course, I could say
I’ll be them all
and confuse everyone
including me.
9 April 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem