This is a poem about being yourself |
I’m staring in the mirror But all I see is everyone else Is this really me? Cause I don’t even recognize myself I take a closer look In the mirror I began to stare But I remain confused Cause the image is still there All I see is everyone else Everyone that I try to be All but one person I don’t see me What is going on? Where am I at? Then I spotted this image In the corner he sat His back was turned And his head hung down I called my name And quickly he responded to the sound He hollered out Help me! I am beginning to wither away Listening to him closely Listen to every word he had to say Why are you doing this? Are you ashamed of me? Ashamed of the person That you are really supposed to be? You are playing this game And didn’t count up the cost And if you continue playing I will be lost You won’t remember who you are Because I would have died And you would go through life Living one big lie So don’t play this game This game of pretend Don’t forget who you really are Just to have a friend I continued to stare in the mirror Then I closed my eyes But this time when I opened them I seen a face I recognized |