Who Am I?
I tend to look,
Back and forth;
Side to side,
Yet I see no change.
I ask myself “Am I who I am when I’m by myself versus who I present to everyone else?”
Am I afraid to show everyone else how I really am?
Honestly,
I don’t even know.
Opening too much makes people take advantage of me.
Closing too much make people say to me “Open up, you need friends. You’re so lonely.”
I just don’t know
Should I?
When I try to change that something,
Other people say “Are you okay? Something wrong”
When I try to change this something,
My people say “It’s not necessary.”
What do I do?
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