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I am who I am not


I am tired.

Tired of holding my tongue

at the thoughts

my mind shouts.

What do I want to do?

Who do I want to be?

How will I make money?

I do not know.

And I am tired.

Two phrases that have

shredded my

happiness

into

mangled

pieces

of

stripped

leather.

Dry,

wrinkled,

cracked

and at a point 

that is beyond

stretching.

I am sad because

I have let people down.

I have let people rule my actions.

My fear of making 

the wrong choice

has lead me

to not only

block out

the light

but

hide

in shadows of

yesterday.

I do not know.

I have not since..

I cannot remember,

perhaps

when 

I thought

life

was 

real

and

dreams

were

not.

It makes no sense,

or at least to my 

gaurded mind.

The strive for money and

material

things.

Yet I do it.

I play a stupid game

I follow a certain crowd

and I speak a certain

way.

I am what I am not,

for the world is shady

and everything has a shadow.

I am not tired of the sun

that guides my day

nor the moon that

dances by night.

I do know the feel of cold

slapping at my neck

and of the heat

that betrays

my sweat.

I am not tired

of the books that are

written

or the flowers growing 

tall.

I do know the loveliness of music

that lulls in the summer air,

as well as the 

sweetness of a 

mountain spring.

All of these things

I am, I know,

but I don't 

and they keep

far away

from me.

In dreams I do not sleep

because 

my body escapes me.

She glides

through time

like a slippery snake

on an unwinding road.

She is never eager to 

return to an ignorant era.

Where bones and paint 

are what everyone

wears.

But she does

and when I awake,

I am tired,

and I do not know.

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cheyanimal14

From Wyoming living in Washington. Just graduated High School and now attending University. I grew up on a ranch and in a dinner theatre, I write, read, act, play, sing, and basically anything I'm willing to try.

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Comments (13)

cheyanimal14
<p>I was riding home on the subway and was thinking of my significance in the world and of my upbringing and how each person is so incredibly different.</p>
cheyanimal14
<p>Thank you so much! It honestly means a lot to me</p>
niegell the superhero
<p>i really like feel what you wrote it speaks my emotions straight to my soul &nbsp;</p>
abbyy_duanne
<p>I love this</p>
ReneeJereca
I cam relate with this so much! I love how simple, but deep this is.
smoreluv17
<p>wow, incredible &lt;3</p>
Sammyy
Beautiful, your poems always have messages to convey...... :)
Mayasaki
<p>Beautiful, I feel exactly the same. Much Love.</p>
Lana Dawn
<p>This was brilliant. I can def relate.</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>My fave lines were:</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">I am what I am not,</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">for the world is shady</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">and everything has a shadow.</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">&nbsp;</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">Stunning :)</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">&nbsp;</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">Lana</p>
Armonief4
<p>What was your motivation?...</p>
JuliOste
<p>I love this so much :)</p>
ChMaEve
<p>I feel so the same... This is very touching and dear to my familiarity.</p>
JoletaJones
Amazing!! :)

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