WHO AM I ?

DEFINING SELF

WHO AM I?





I hear the alarm ring wake up and find a new day, off to the side is a scary version of myself.

A reflection of time and sadness of loss, Mirrors define the outlook of one’s self. However, who sees the Inside, of me and does anyone really care. I have become someone I do not know, someone.

That stopped caring about me, I find myself only doing what I have to do, go where my responsibility lies.

Then I close the door and lock myself inside.

I can close my eyes and see the changes I must make. I have to fill the loss of my dad dying.

Find a way to restore my heart, to let it beat again from a loss of a love. I gave my soul to them, and they walked away; these losses have redefined who I am.

I find myself laughing around people, pretending everything is ok. Mean while my insides are dying.

Who am I, I ask myself, in the mirror? And then it hits me. I am the one who doesn’t want to change.

Who hides when they can, I am weak, a deserter from my own self?

Who am I? I am a soul a waiting a cleansing.

By BD.