To Sleep to Wake All Over Again

Wed, 11/04/2015 - 12:41 -- KJ.19

Who am I?

It all started with that path

Since the first day I’ve come by

When the priest gave me that bath

 

 It’s silly, I used to be so confident

So oblivious and spoke my mind

Days go by, I am more bent

My own self and body are in a bind

 

Society began to eat me away

I only did what they expected

Even when I could do more my way

I became average, my face could not be read

 

My friends are now gone

I know it was my fault

Still don’t know why I’ve withdrawn

In fear, I only shut myself in a vault

 

Did my best to make amends

New relations, tried to be less useless

But time took my old friends

In the end I was just a nuisance

 

I’m on my final year

Admitting all of my guilt

Instead of being extraordinary here

Look at all the shyness I built

 

But with my realization

I will give it my hardest

Prove my determination

To make my final time the best

 

With my new head held high

No more dissolving

Who am I?

I am evolving

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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