Who I Am

[Chrissy Bear]

I am not who I am, the person I should be.
Yet I am who I am, simply what you see.
I could stare forever out my bedroom window despairing at the view,
imagine all my dreams come true.
Believe that one day soon I'll emerge from my cocoon...
and fly.
Way up high, far away from here.

 

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
Someone looking back that's definitely not me.
Where has he gone and what does he do,

those days I pretend, the times I'm untrue?
Smash the diamond mirror, so sharp it cuts.
What use is a mirror anyway?
A window would be much more appropriate.

 

I am the broken toy of life. Fix me and I'll function but I'll never be good as new.
I'm the jigsaw scattered off the table. Piece me together and you'll know the picture but there'll always be that one bit missing.
I am that shattered mirror, smashed on the bathroom floor. Piece me together and you'll see an image but it will forever be distorted.

 

Look into my eyes, into my soul, into my heart and then you will know.
I am not who I am, the person that you see.
I am only who I am, inside of me.

 

Every little cloud has a silver lining,
Every silver lining has a cloud of its own.
How do I avoid the rain?

[Jani]

Welcome Chrissy.  I see a lot of thought has gone into this poem.  Thank you.  Please hop over to the Introductions sub-forum to give us an update on yourself.  We'd all love to meet you.

 

Jani

[jae bear]

Wow! Just wow!  The way you paint a picture is an amazing and colorful pallet of words... The images are so strong you really feel deep down precisely what you felt while you wrote, it seems to really resonate with me. I also bet that it resonates with many of the girls here, but the way you wrote it is simply amazing, I am stunned.

Hugs,

Jae