Leaving the Sheep Behind

im not proud

of who i was

of what i did

i was a clone

a copy

a fake

i followed

i didnt lead

and even when

i decided not to follow

i followed others

who didnt follow

just chooseing

a new queen bee

a new leader

to follow like a sheep

never my own person

justafieng all i did

with friendship

with loyalty

i look back

and see

i didnt do anything

out of loyalty

i did it out of fear

fear of being alone

fear of being rejected

and i was mean

and i was vicious

and i walked in a group

i was evrything i tried to flee

 and im not proud

of who i was

but i am proud

of who i became

when i finaly

became my own leader.

Reviews

[melissa]

Great poem