I Am Who You Think I Am - Poem by Abekah Emmanuel
Having spent years with the chalk and the cane,
I have grown to understand the simplicity
As well as the complexity of human lives,
The blessings we enjoy and the mysterious bane.
Whenever I try to comprehend the actions
And the in actions of people far and close to me,
I always ask who they are, and wonder
What motivates them to in certain ways function.
But in that quest to know them and what they
Actually stand for; I pose to myself the same questions
But always sweats profusely with no definite answer.
So you see, we all might have been born from one vein.
Now you are asking me to describe who I am,
But frankly, this is a huge and cumbersome task
And so will let time to reveal that to you for
I am tempted to say things that will delight your heart.
If I should tell you something about my mind,
I may be tempted to say all kinds of things,
Which I cannot be certain of it myself, for I am quite
Uncertain if such a thing even I can find.
So now you see why I have difficulties describing myself,
I am ignorant of what forms the basis of my decisions
At one time, this becomes good that becomes bad
And in all these I learn from and keep in my life’s shelf.
And so for now, whatever you think about me
Can either be true or false, or even both, therefore,
I partially depend on you to know myself at times,
And so just tell your friend: I am who you think I am.
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