It will find you...

Searching but you'll never find,
Who you really are inside
You're always changing, through out your days
Experiences molding you in such ways,
That you will never be the same
Even if you claim,
You found yourself in this place
You'll loose yourself in this maze
You'll find yourself when your life is done
If your looking for your true self now, there is none
So stop searching, you'll never fine
Who you really are inside

Reviews

[Vincent Esprit FMI]

Allison this piece is very challenging, You seem to bring the point of continuity, but if we never find ourselves here will we still discover it at the end? You make me think, and that is one of the goals of poetry. Well done!

regards,
Vincnet