In a City By Myself

I don’t know if I’ve changed for the better or the worse

 but I’m not the same person that I’ve been. 


I don’t know what I wanted 

or got a clue that I’ve got it 

but I know it’ll never happen again 


Walking alone and feeling at home In a foreign place that I have never been

Feeling older

Feeling wiser

Roaming a sidewalk in a city that’s become my new friend 


Understanding that everyone is guessing where to step and feeling confident to put my foot forward

I am my own person and I’m not the same one that I was 


I can find my own way like all the strangers beside me

And I feel comfortable in my own skin


Navigating on my own 

I can make anywhere my home

I’ve become an adult by how I roam

This poem is about: 


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741