Who I AmA Poem by CierraI'm not sure this makes sense, but it all came out at once so I decided to post it.
Who we see isn't who we are.
The person I think I am, is not who I appear to be. And the person I appear to be, will never be me. Everyone has an opinion, everyone knows someone else. No two people will know the same me. My attitude changes, each person knows the truth, But no one knows who I am, to myself. My thoughts are kept secret, no one reads my mind. The things I say, the things I do, change in every situation. Each person brings out a different version of who I am And no one will ever get the full picture. I have convinced myself of what I am, but few people see these things. I am never the same as I was and I'll never be who I am. Each day, each new encounter, each time I share myself, They will change me until I am unrecognizable. I will never be who people think I am and I won't stay who I see myself to be. When I look into the mirror, I may look the same, But when I look at my hopes, my dreams, my tears, I'll know that who I am isn't who I was and who I was will never be who I am.
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Added on August 15, 2015Last Updated on August 15, 2015 Tags: self, who i am, personality, change AuthorCierraBloomington, INAboutI like to narrate things in my head using different voices and accents. I like to leave people guessing. I like listening to classical music and imagining things that will never be reality. Writing i.. more..Writing
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