Me Poem by James Casey

Me

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Me

When do I become good enough.
Life's obstacle course is way too rough.
I've lost myself within myself.
A broken toy left on the shelf.

So many hurts such sorrow and pain.
My true self I shall never regain.
I will try to be everything you want me to be.
Life is my stage the actor is me.

Jim 1956

Saturday, July 7, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sixteen and have been in orphanages for years Even they don't want me here, talking now about moving me to a foster home
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 10 July 2012

A heartfelt poem that I'm sure many can understand well.

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James Casey

James Casey

Binghamton, New York
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