I’m not who I was.
I don’t know who I am.
Part of me I lost.
The other part doesn’t give a damn.
Things aren’t the same,
And they never will.
The parts that are gone.
I now must try to fill.
Through the years things were dropped.
Over here and over there.
I don’t even recognize myself
When in the mirror I stare.
Who is this person?
This woman I’ve become.
Why is my outlook,
looking so glum?
What do I have to do
To become myself again?
Do I have to drop more pieces
Before finding myself begins?
I’m tired of feeling lost.
It’s taken quite a toll.
The pieces I will pick up.
Pieced together I will become whole.
by Stormy
Message from the author: Just something I wrote when I realized that over the years I have lost the feeling of who I was.
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great heart felt poem… well expressed… good job!
PS… I know the pain is anguishingly hard to deal with now… I can only imagine how much you hurt when you wrote this…. I hope that you have found yourself.
i know exactly how you feel..cause i feel that same exact way..i think you should take a vacation for your self..only you.. it helped me a little im still getting over it…i need more time..so you should take alot of time till your sure who you are dont cut it short…this will help i hope the best for you
my god i feel the exact same way. i pray that the pain will eventually stop making your heart bleed. it wont ever go away. dont let people fool you by saying it will but the pain however will become a numbing throb in your body and it will no longer hurt.
hey i love this poem. i dont write poems or anything but love reading them. this poem was made for me.thank you. it made my heart cry.ima be lookin for more of your poems…..
I feel the same way about myself every time I look in the mirror and I ask myself ” Who am I and Why am I like this ” I am this way because of my brothers and my friends, they are the one who changed who I am now.
wow wel done
WOW! Love it hope you find yourself.
hey this is reallt in touch i felt that one deeep down keep it goin on wat ever you are doin k and dat is the best ive ever heard so nice k
hi this is tashina and i am 16 years old my sister changed like this she just dont give a damn she is 21 and i want the old codie back she is just different i miss her adn i love my sis my mom crys i cry can we have the old codie back plz
Quite an intelligent piece of work.. Anyone can definitely relate to this, especially I.
this poem is one i would know about when the day i fault lost all i woould do is cry and sing the songs i made up and latter i would just go to sleep.
we must be twins becuse I FELL THE EXZACT SAME WAY….
thanks you just inspired me..i couldnt exzactl;y explain how i was felling but this poem pretty much sums it all up for me
THANKS
Awesome poem
Really generates in me the vigour to live my life to the fullest and live it the right way. A great message has been conveyed throuh the poetess’s words.
God bless u