Winter Wyte


Who I Am - Poem by Winter Wyte

The things I did when I was young …
I still do it now; I know it's wrong but…
I don't do it now…
I knew my right from my wrong…
It doesn't define who I am…
It's sickening, when you think about it…
I am a new person…
I can't help being like this…
Why judge me for who I was…
It's an abomination, but I still do it…
That was a "was" not a "is"…
It's become who I am…
What people see it doesn't matter…
It's part of me now…
I don't let it control me…
Whether you like it or not…
It's just who I am…
By this I've become…
It's my way of life…
A monster in disguise of an angel.
And that's how it goes.

Topic(s) of this poem: identification, you


Poet's Notes about The Poem

there are two different people talking

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016



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