The real me

by kel   Oct 25, 2004


I’ve lost who I am
I’ve lost the real me
It’s hidden somewhere deep
Inside for no one to see

My friends claim they know me
But how can they?
When that question troubles me all day
I long to set myself free

I look back at every year
Some answers, I search for
Hurriedly hunting, with fear
Scared, the real me will disappear

I need answers soon
For my end is drawing near
I’ll be gone before the next full moon
Finally escaping the hell I created here

But before I say goodbye
I want find myself, the true me
So, that if I had a normal life, I would knew who I’d be
But my life is far from normal, there’s too much pain,
I have to escape, for in my heart I know, it’s my time to die.

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