A crucible poem

A poem I wrote in Junior year for an English assignment

 My name, my name, my name 

         Before I get to that 

Who am I more than my name 

  I am a girl who likes to lie and hurt 

              I have lied instead of the truth 

           For my own benefits instead of others  

             I have hurt those of whom I love

     I am a cheat and a witch 

      But am I really a witch 

    I let people believe I'm not 

   And that others are the witches 

  They have died  Because of me 

Do I feel guilty for lying or to be a cheat

   No I only feel remorse for myself

         In my eyes I didn't do it  

    Saying I didn't do it only hurt more people around me

                                  But did I do it 

              Am I really the witch for lying and cheating 

                 

                 So who am I really 

                     My name, my name, my name, 

                      My name is Abigail Williams 

                I am guilty of being a liar and an adulterer

                For those of whom I love and have hurt

               I am Abigail Williams the real witch of Salem