Who am I again?

I'm not sure who I am or who I'm supposed to be.

 

Who am I?

Every time I think I have it figured out,

I get lost in the fact that I'm only one small person,

In this sea of people better than me.

 

Who am I?

As I look at you & shout!

I open my eyes & see there's really no one,

Around me to hear what I said.

 

I notice all my flaws,

The way I can't spell or do the math,

The way I forget to do what I'm supposed to.

The way I get nervous & forget to wave back.

 

I'm a big mistake with no cause.

This time it doesn't help to take a bubble bath,

Because when I get out I still don't feel relieved.

It seems it's everything I need that I lack.

 

This world is cruel,

They look down on me,

For dropping out,

I couldn't help it I was afraid to fail.

I couldn't help it,

I had to bail.

 

Every time I think I have myself figured out,

I have to ask,

"Who am I again?".

 

Here again I'm getting ready to shout,

But no one can hear through my mask,

Of betrayal & sin.

Who Am I Again?

 

Can you help me?

Don't leave me here alone...

Again.

Author's Note

It's not perfect but I like it.

Reviews

[Alice]

Yes, I like this =)
I like the Who Am I? running all the way through, gives me something to focus on and you bring the poem back to it cleverly and with ease each time.
I like "This time it doesn't help to take a bubble bath", that's very witty, maybe you should try putting some of that wryness into your poetry more, because I always love it when someone treats a serious subject with a bit of humour and irony, it makes me feel closer to the writer somehow and stops it straying into self pity.
It's still a bit like a list at points, but again there's still a lot of very genuine emotion there which carries it through.

[John Stussy]

Who are we all? It makes us all stop to think, make sure we really know who we are. Some of us, it's simple, while others, it's an unanswered question. The answer lies in our values, the people we surround ourselves with, and what we want out of life. Who we are changes constantly, no need to be alarmed about asking yourself the question often. People our age do so, we are starting life on our own, and we are trying to know who we are so we know what to do. Step back ad look at what you want out of life first, then go from there. It will likely change as life progresses, but when it does, adapt to the changes.

[Sarah]

It may not be perfect, but I think that's what is beautiful about it - It's simply your raw emotions, unedited & unrevised. It works for a poem such as this. (: I really love the idea of being too afraid to fail to take advantage of life. I think this is something that we can all relate to - attempting to find out why exactly we are so important, when there are so many others in the world. Great job! =)