Who Am I, Really?

Who am I, Really?

I know I am a Woman but what make me who I am this very moment?

Who am I, really?

I have a past that's darker than I ever imagined.

Who am I, Really?

Every waking moment I stay quiet because I am afraid of what may come out of my malicious mind.

Who am I, Really?

High school is over and its time to face the reality

Who am I, Really?

I am a quiet young lady who stays private about her life

Who am I, Really?

I didn't choose to have what had happened to me when I once entered this world.

Who am I, Really?

I couldn't scream, I couldn't talk, I couldn't walk and I had no choice to obliged to the personal that call themselves doctors.

Who am I, Really?

No newborn should have to be put through such pain, trauma, disregard and suffering

Who am I, Really?

I've grown to become a woman trying to figure out what this world is made of

Who am I, Really?

A Woman learning everyday that the world she dreamed of isn't what she implied to be

Who am I, Really?

Where do I go from here, fresh out of high school now starting college and trying to find my way within myself

Who am I, Really?

I thought i was ready to face the world but i soon say it covered in hatred, lies, middle-class, betrayal, scarafice, and suffering adults trying to find a place in this world

Who am I, Really?

Society Ideal image is a cruel sighting, it is our individual enemy

Who am I, Really?

It makes you second guess your ability, beauty, and mind. It plays tricks and enjoys seeing you struggle. 

Who am I, Really?

What do i believe in? Am I mature enough to know what's right from wrong when i have a dark past?

Who am I Really?

I've survived physically, but have i survived emotionally? I don't know yet.

Who am I, Really?

Where am I going from here?

Who am I, Really?

I stay hidden because I don't want to go back to where i came from.

I am done? Why can't I stop second guessing myself? Why can't I defend myself from hateful people?

Who am I, Really?

I stay away from others cause i can't seem to let go? If i can't left go of the dark; how can i truely be open about myself. 

Who am I, Really? That's what i keep asking myself constantly 

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