Sandra Feldman


Why Am I? - Poem by Sandra Feldman

I cannot even accept,
What I cannot change,
Why am I constantly living,
In a world out of range?
There comes a point
When you ask yourself,
'Is Life just a bad dream,
Where everything seems,
To be totally deranged? '
Or is it my focus that's wrong,
Going thru life creating my own personal storm.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Trying to be one's one psychiatrist some times helps.
In any case it's cheaper

Comments about Why Am I? by Sandra Feldman

  • Leah Ayliffe (10/31/2015 1:07:00 PM)


    I often have the same questions. Using words as your own method of therapy is how I get by too! (Report) Reply

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  • Alice Perfect (10/26/2015 11:24:00 AM)


    ah your brilliance shines forth
    with that questioning
    I think the answer
    is there
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (10/25/2015 6:14:00 PM)


    Wisely depicted in a psychological ground. Intensive poem.Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (10/25/2015 4:26:00 PM)


    I agree with your note. Focusing on only the good doesn't make the bad disappear, but it does reveal that there is a lot of good and that is psychologically healthy to know. : -) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 25, 2015


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