Me, Myself, and I
Here I am, I'm all alone
Nothing with me but the clothes on my back;
And I realize I'm far away; so far from home
I could sit here and wish of all the things I had;
My phone, or a picture of mom and dad
Maybe I'm here for a reason
I do as I please
Finally, there's no one to push me around;
because lately my friends have been pushing me around
So maybe, this is a blessing in disguise
Being here alone,
just me, myself and I
I need this time to work on my mental health
so the next time I see you, I can stand up for myself.
This poem is about:
Me