Three Words

I’m always asked to describe myself in three words

The first two arrive instantly

1) Curious

2) Nervous

But no matter how hard I try, the third spot remains vacant

That’s because I don’t know what it is yet

 

Maybe I’m Ambitious

Or Hopeless.

I could be Intriguing 

Or a complete Bore. 

What if I’m Successful?

But what if I’m a Failure?

One day I might be full of experiences 

Or none at all

 

I’ll solve the world’s problems

Or let them unravel

I’ll be Unforgettable

Or become a mere shadow.

Will I question my life? 

Or let it take its course?

The mysterious third word shall determine it all

 

Maybe sometime soon 

Or somewhere along my unpredictable path 

I’ll acquire a whole new assortment of qualities

Perhaps then, three words won’t be nearly enough to describe myself

Or I'll never find a third word to capture them all

But for now, two will have to suit me just fine

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741