Erin Cowart

Becoming Nothing

I always thought I was something
Didn't you think you were too
I was always supposed to become something
Be someone you could look up to

I always thought I was something
In a world so full of shit
I was always supposed to do something
And make you proud of it

So many things I could be or do
What will it be today
Doctor, lawyer, Congressman
A writer writing a play?

I could travel down the familiar roads
Create the safest life
Send out family pictures
And it would be rather nice

Be a mother
Be a lover
Be a daughter
Be a wife

Be a dancer
Be a leader
Be a butcher with a knife

I would be always running
Trying to keep up
With who I was supposed to be
It would never be enough

So today I've made myself a vow
To stop right in my tracks
To focus on the here and now
And not on what I lack

I will become nothing
Other than myself
I'll take those old ideas
And place them on a shelf

I'll look at them from time to time
And smile a little smile
And remind myself of how I thought
I had to be something for a while.

Topic(s) of this poem: brave

Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 25, 2020

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Comments about Becoming Nothing by Erin Cowart

  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (8/11/2020 9:44:00 AM)

    Brave utterances set aside for honest reflection.
    An insightful bit of verse.
    Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched, Erin.

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