Who Am I? Poem by Ashley Seymour

Who am I?
Tell me right now!
Am I a fat pig?
Do I look like a cow?

Who am I?
Who is it you see?
When you cast your eyes on me?

Who am I?
Do hear my plea,
Cause this isn’t,
Who I want to be.

My days and nights,
Are all a blur,
My purpose here,
I’m just not sure.

I look toward the future,
Full of things bright,
But the daemons in me,
I can never outfight.

The hate I have,
I can’t defeat,
I’m my own enemy,
Myself I deplete.

Listen to me!
You don’t understand,
It’s perfection I seek,
On myself I demand.

I know you,
You have a life,
A job a baby,
And a wife.

I envy you,
You stand so tall,
In my mind,
You have it all.

I know who you are,
You’re the man on TV,
The solger the doctor,
With a Harvard degree.

I saw you,
On the 6: 00 news,
A gun in your hand,
You have some loose screws.

You’re the beautiful skeleton,
That little girls wanna be,
A super model on drugs,
With an STD.

Come hell or high water,
You work every day,
To put food in their mouths,
And keep the landlord at bay.

Ask me no more questions,
Tell me no more Lies,
I know that I’m a failure,
Can’t you see it in my eyes?

I want the truth,
So don’t be shy,
Please do tell me,
Who The Hell Am I?