I Am... Scholarship Slam

I am...somebody. When I was younger I just knew I wanted to be somebody. Somebody someone could count on. Someone who ment something. As I grew older I felt that I lost sence of who I was, what I was, and who I wanted to be. I came off as the popluar, varsity stud, honors student, but all I wanted to be was somebody. Somebody someone could count on. Someone who ment something. I continued to grow only to lose sight of who I wanted to be. Stuck down a path of confusion and frustration I found myself thinking a lot. A lot about topics that didn't matter. A lot about topics that were temporary. A lot about topics that didn't reflect, but rejected my old ways of thinking. I noticed an old change start to form in me. A change that I remember feeling when I was younger. Maybe it isn't a change that I feel but a realization of an old memory. I started to find myself being motivated again. I sit here a junior and have gained and finally mainted my passion for what I once wanted. I know that now I can't let others talk me down that path of confusion. The illusions that sorounded me are now gone. To get where I need to be I must keep pushing forward and never ever forget where I started. Now that I'm older I know that I want to be somebody. Somebody someone can count on. Somone who will mean something. I am...Ellijah.

 

 

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