My life is unknown
My life story is all my own
I sit in the dark
Wondering..
Where I am
Who I am
But never understanding excatley where I stand in life
I have been living in my own pain and sorrow
As my life spins around me
I slowly begin to lose faith
In what I have figured out...
Which is not myself
But who I have made myself
I have made myself into a carbon copy of everything around me
I feel my life tries to be pressured as close to perfect as it can be
But life can NEVER be perfect
I live in a world where happieness is always spinning around me
But never comes my way
Where life is surrounded in darkness
Its tried to be pushed back into place
A place where I am always happy
But no one can always be happy
Thats impossible
I may find myself
But I feel that I have so many alter egos
That they may be getting in the way of me finding myself
I am drowning in swirling memories
As the days grow older
And the seasons change
I become on day closer to finding myself
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