I

by Jennifer Dziak   Jul 25, 2007


What am I?

I'm scared.
I'm alone.
I'm suicidal.
I'm small.
I'm needy.
I'm lost.
I'm sick.

Why am I?

I'm trying to piece my life together.
So many parts are loose.
The strings hang before my eyes.
Tangles in ropes of deceit.
Where did this depression begin?

Where am I?

I love, I laugh, I smile.
But am I happy?
What is happiness?
Is it just a word, or does it truely exist?

Who am I?

I just want to know.

Why am I here?
What am I doing?
Where am I going?
Who am I?

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