Who am I Really?

by Andrew Santarita   Nov 17, 2009


My love shrivels to pain...
As the bullet of lies penetrates my brain...
The images of you with him drive me insane...
But who am I really if my sanity I can't maintain...
Who am I really if that's all it takes for me to flip...
Loose my cool and start to trip...

Who am I if just the thought of you almost brings me to tears?
Even though we haven't spoken in years...
Who am I really if I don't know who I really am...
Am I just a fake, a conartist, or a scam...

All day these are my deepest most inner thoughts?
Trapped inside of my Pandora's box...
But this question lingers...
I swear the answer is just out the reach of my fingers...
this question...oh god this question...
I feel if I answer it, that it will help me through so many situations...

The question is who am I really?
And to be honest I don't know fully...
I feel as though IM torn into two...
I always ask god to guide me through...
But I feel like this is more of a journey,for only me...
Cause no one else can see exactly what I see...
no one can image what lies behind these green eyes...
So much pain, hurt, and countless lies...
Who am I really if I really don't know who I am...

PLease comment or vote i wanna know what i can do better....thanks

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