You feel and feel
Searching for
What you are,
You can't change it
Because it comes
From very far
Inside,
Where the you
Looks for you
Hoping,
One day,
To know
Who you really are.
We are forever searching for the real us, we may never truly find us, here's hoping... A great poem dear Sandra.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It’s a strange experience figuring out who you are. I discovered a story I wrote about myself when I was 12, and I realized than that I haven’t changed! I think we remain essentially the same, but sometimes we lose our way and doubt and question who we are.