Permanent

I seem to flutter about like a butterfly and never stick at much. I'm still searching - I'd just like to be there - where ever there is.

Permanent

 

Who am I? Where am I? What should I be?

I'm still searching,

I'm still searching

I just want to be me.

 

I wish to be free of this yearning,

this burning inside

This feeling so consuming

that I can't seem to hide.

 

I can't hide my unhappiness,

my discontent

my inability to fit into my life.

 

I've been playing a part

A part I've built since a child

To protect and to hide me

To help me survive

 

Instead of surviving now though

I'm fading away

I've lost who I was

and Ive no idea what to say.

 

So I say nothing

and get on with my day.

 

But maybe, just maybe, I'll find me

one day.  

 

 

 

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

perhaps you will.........well done.

[KAREN]

I think this hits home for most everyone whose trying to find there place in this cruel world! Excellent write!!