Who Am I?

She acts like she has a hard shell but.....   

In all actuality she's dying inside from the challenges life throws her

Sometimes she feels alone fearing that god dosent see nor hear her

She tries to hold on but shes loosing hope everyday with a head full of WHY, and WHY ME.

Her smile is as bright as the moon but.....

When shes alone she cries her eyes out wondering if things will change

Is this really how life is? If so why am i here, i want to discover my purpose, who am i?

Does god know im hurting and why cant i talk to him? Questions fill her mind

Everyone laughs, he laughs, and she laughs when will it all stop?

This girl cant bare her heart breaking anymore

she cant bare to have a boy in her heart enjoying her love without actually enjoying her

when will it all stop? Who do u talk to when your down god? But i cant see him lord help me

This girl feels so low see can taste the soil... Stange stares of stupidity and i told u so covers her body like shadows

And her pillow looking at her in shame because it is drenched every other night.

Who am I? The one who is crying as she writes this tired of life and ready to give up telling herself it will be okay

And everything will get better but what people don't know is she has been telling herself this too many times and nothing seems to change

Is this how life is supposed to be? Lord please HELP me. Temptation and lust has taken over me without LOVE which is all i want and crave

Why dosent anyone understand my soul, music seems to calm me for just the four minutes that that sweet melody plays

Sometimes i can feel there souls but i wonder if someone can feel mine. Sometimes i feel like i am screaming and nobody can hear me

When will they hear me? Will they ever hear me? Will i be heard? Lord please is this how life is supposed to be? When will my eyes get tired of letting out this salty

Liquid? who is she? And in all actuality that is

Something that I haven't grasped yet i dont know who i am........who am i?

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Angelaoteng

This is for all of the women and young ladies who feel as though life is coming down on them hard

love yourself, remember that everyone has a purpose in life. Things will get better, never give up.

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