Who am I?
I am what you see me as
Gothic prep ugly or pretty
I am as you see
You can decide who I am
Whether or not it’s me
You make up your mind
before you get a chance to see
Well here you are...
THIS IS ME!
I write out how I feel
I say what I think
And feel how I feel
Out side these safe walls
I walk the streets
People will look and decide,
They think they know me,
But they are wrong
for no one can see.
I ask a question
Is there a real me?
Or am I just a mirror
Of what you see
I’m slipping away from everything
I’m not sure if I know me
I try to please you all
But in doing so I loose myself
Now I’m sitting here wondering
Who am I?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
BEGINING WAS REAL REAL good but then you go in several different directions a little to fast, and it kinda loses flow