Myself.

in poetic form.

I feel like an “outsider” to myself. 

I search for rhyme and reason, 

Yet my questions are never answered. 

Why do I feel so alone in a crowded room, 

Yet content when I am truly by myself? 

Why is it that no matter how many compliments I receive, 

On my grades, on my art, on my performance, 

Every time I look in the mirror my confidence drops 

To an even lower level? 

Maybe I should become an actor, 

Because almost every day I am putting on an act.

             

I look back to when I felt so comfortable in my own skin, 

Happy, and I ask myself, 

“What went wrong?” 

I look in the mirror everyday and ask, 

“Who am I?” My answer cannot be found. 

I search through my body; 

I search in my closet; 

I search around my friends; 

I search within my life.

  I am lost. 

It is a downward spiral of unanswered questions 

And a clock that seems to have stopped ticking.

            

Why can’t life just begin? 

What am I waiting for? 

Maybe if I began, 

I would not feel like such a stranger to myself. 

Maybe my reflection could finally become my friend. 

But how do I start? 

How do I find it? 

The hardest questions 

Are the ones without answers. 

Will mine ever be answered? 

Reviews

[Sam Severn]

WOW! Damn, Cat, this poem seriously RAWKS, who can't relate to the feelings you're feeling n' what yer expressing? "Why can't life begin?" Man, I musta asked myself that Q about a bazillion times!

The ending makes an uplifting n' soft landing for so many deep thoughtz....WONDERFUL STUFF! ㋡

[A.Lee]

This is really good. It sounds so much better just by changing the format. It leaves a much more profound effect on the reader. Nice.

[JenLyn]

Nicely done, it was a great write. Keep it up! :) 100/100

[GunMetal]

This reminds me of a song by Colin Hay, Waiting For My Real Life To Begin. These emotions are highly relatable. Sometimes all I want to do is be by myself, comfortable.

[Amy Bumpas]

Finding yourself is hard, and that's where you need patience.
You really have to pay attention to the smallest of signs, for
they will guide you where need be. You have some very strong
words here....very deep, emotional. The energy you put forth
in your words is felt. You are still young...don't try to grow
up so fast. I never did understand why kids wanted to grow
up so fast. I didn't really know what I had until I grew up, and
then I seen with different eyes. Keeping a diary would be good
for you if you don't already do so...getting emotions, feelings
out will help you out a lot.

[deeps]

Wow! This is deep and well expressed emotions here.
Very well stated. There are just some things in life
we must ponder on. Well written!