Who I Am

I am incomplete,
I have emotions,
I am not sure what, or who I am,
I have a purpose

I am free,
No one can hold me down
I am trapped in a world,
A world where no one accepts

I am a friend,
I listen,
I feel,
I hurt,
I empathize,
I need companionship,
I can never be alone

I am silence,
I am thought,
I need to be by myself just to
Think,
Sing,
Dance,
Write,
Draw

I am a human being,
No one can tell me I came from a monkey,
I am special,
Unique,
But inferior

I live on the edge,
I am always on the safe side,
I always have a safety net there to catch me,
I thrive on risk

I am a woman
No one can tell me I can’t do it if I don’t try
I am pain,
I am hurt,
I may hide it so you never know
Even those who know me best may never know

I am a wimp,
I cry at sad books
I am strong
I am a shoulder to lean on when the bottom falls out of your world.

I am a freak,
I don’t live like anyone else,
I am always under the question of Why?

I am confusion,
From just being a dork,
To not being able to know how I feel

I am opinion,
Don’t try and debate me,
I always win,
I know what I think,
No one can change that but me

I trust carefully,
But once I give you that,
I dive straight into it,
I never look back

I know who I am, but then again…
I don’t
After all, is there anyone who really does?