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Who I Really Am
Contributed by
DragonFly
on
Monday, 26th January 2004 @ 01:04:51 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Help me be
Who I really am.
Can't you see
The hurt in my eyes?
Hurts to my soul
To not know myself.
I think I know
Who I really am
But it all
Just explodes inside
And I have to
Start over again.
Started over
So many times
I just want
To see myself
In my own eyes.
I look in the mirror
I don't know myself.
I'm lost inside
This raging Hell.
I just want a glass
Of water, half full.
To put this fire out
For good.
Sick of the pessimism.
Sick of the pain.
Sick of it all,
All over again.
Am I destined
To hurt?
To not know
Myself?
Am I destined
To be in the
Middle of nowhere
Inside my soul
Like a caged animal,
Or a beast
With bounds?
I just want to know
Who I really am.
I just want to be
Who I really am.
So please,
Let me be
Who I really am.
Copyright ©
DragonFly
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2004-01-26 01:04:51]
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Re: Who I Really Am
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 10:28:14 PM AEST
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| This is an age old question. As old as I am I still ask it sometimes. There are days I know for sure and days I question my existence. I think the angest comes from a primordial need of humans to push the limit of life. When we think we have not done our very best we reflect inside ourselves searching for the answers of why we fail at times. I think each time we repeat the process we find another piece of ourselves until eventually we have most of the puzzle worked out. Of course, there is always that missing piece that is somewhere on the floor evading us. Just keep searching! Rita |
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