Is this me, or
Is it my ego?
Can I really be me, or
Should I not let go?
The line between the two is fine, but
How do I know what is truly mine?
Have I really donned my self, or
Is it just another mask?
Of my potential I am now an elf, but
What do I say when you ask?
I can't reveal my vulnerable size -
I must show you, I am very wise!
Thus ignites my futile endeavour,
To sparkle, shimmer, and shine.
Yet when I inevitably lose my flavour,
Will you still be there when I whine?
Innocently, I have framed my every facade for you, but
Unknowingly, I have lost both you and my self too.
good write, thanks. how do I know what is truly mine? great question.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Often I wonder if it's truly me or my ego wearing a mask. Wonderful depiction of finding yourself. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn