More Me Poem by Kelly Lynn

A long time ago
I thought I knew what
was ahead of me.
But I had no idea.
I lay around.
Not knowing which day it is.
What time it is.
Am I more alive?
They think they know
what is ahead of them.
I thought I was different.
I thought I knew..
every tiny detail of what
was to happen to me.
How could I have predicted
such a thing?
And I still lay there.
I don't know what day it is.
I don't know the time.
My only hope is that I am
more me.
Am I more me?