Who am I?

Who am I?

I really have no idea.

The things I say,

The cloths I wear,

Their all a cover.

My disguise.

I know nothing of the world inside me,

Know nothing of it's wonders.

I know that it's there,

But I guess I lost the map.

My certain smile is a lie,

That's what I am, I guess,

A liar.

I'm really not sure who I am,

But I feel that I should know.

I feel like an imposter.

I shouldn't be here.

I belong somewhere else,

I think,

But I really can't be sure.

My heart feels like a page torn from a book.

It's got an beggining,

And it's got an end,

But somehow I know it's not the whole thing.

I'm lost inside myself, I guess.

All I know,

Is it's dark in here,

Among my bones,

Among my blood,

My life is a simple existence,

I won't be here for long,

So I've lit my lamp

Among this gloom,

I've gone to find myself.

Reviews

[tonymad11392]

this was very moving, struggling to find out who we are is something that may take us our entire lives, and you did an excellent job in describing those feelings.