Lost

I was born a human being

I was born a little girl

Born to be a sister and a daughter

But who am I really I don’t know

 

One point I thought I knew who I am

Times change and shape us all

Formed by the events that happen in our lives

But is that really who we are

 

Lost and confused feelings follow me

New emotions wait at each corner turned

Different obstacles are present in every direction

Harder choices present themselves everywhere

 

Who I really am has no straight answer anymore

Am I a sweet heart, student, a girl

Maybe I’m a victim, a tool, or child

Sadness floods through as I still don’t know

 

Heart beat after heart beat speeds faster

Annoyance and frustration continues to rise

With each new step comes more hatred

Tears of anger slip away from me

 

Lost and confused emotions surround me

Who am I really, what am I here for

Am I a lover, a girlfriend, a wife, or friend

Am I a helper, cutter, singer, or athlete

 

Every day it gets harder to move even a little

My head feels like it’s going to explode

Who am I a writer, leader, a good girl

Lost and confused and still no idea

Reviews

[Jenny Nelson]

Well, it doesn't get a whole lot easier when you get older to try to figure out who you are most of the time. This ol' world kinda pulls you in a million directions. You put a whole lot of emotion into this piece and it was conveyed quite well. Nice job! Well said.

[Poetic Beauty]

there are many different times in our lives where we question who we are. It is only something we can define and it changes as life changes for us.

[the-One-with-the-Darkne..]

Very good increible

[the_stoic]

having written a poem by the same title (do check that out) i can perfectly relate to the feelings that made you pen this down .. nice work

[futurepast.]

We all have a status in the family or the society. A man can be at the same time a son, a father, a brother, a friend, but he may not know who he really is. This is because we get carried away with events and experiences that occurs in our life. A particular situation makes us become aware that we such a person but when in fact, our true self is being hidden inside ourselves.
You poem mirrors all the confusions I just wrote and you beautifully penned it.
Nice work.