I'm Nothing

You ask me every week
Who I am,
And every week
The answer is the same -
I don't know.
Am I of my own making?
Or a product of someone's desires?
I do, not as I wish,
But as I am told.
I am not who I want to be.

 

I am that w***e
Who sleeps with every guy
Just because it makes me feel pretty.
I am that loser
Who stays home on a Friday night
Because I have no friends.
I am that punching bag
Who accepts any kind of abuse,
Because, at least I'm getting attention.

 

I think I finally have an answer for you.
It may not be WHO I am,
But instead, WHAT I am.
Yes, I have my answer:
I am nothing -
Now watch as I
Silently fade away.

 

CopyrightJosieWentzel07March2008
 

Reviews

[Dempsey Wilson (D.L. Wi..]

Deeply sad. This is a very touching, self deprecating poem. You're so hard on yourself. Through your poetry, I see a very humble, expressive, caring person. Don't lose sight of that. It is the source of your poetry, which is always very good. Thanks for sharing.

[An owl on the moon]

Here is an honest, deeply emotional cry to the world... Not necessarily a cry for help, just a statement of the deepest pain imaginable. Pain is so blinding and haunting... It overwhelms if we are alone... I am so glad you will never be alone again!