Who Am I?

Am I the girl saying no, no, no

Or am I the girl who wants to say yes?

Am I the one ahead of the group,

Or the one left behind?



I am oh, so confused

I have no idea

Why I feel this way

I've got no idea.



Am I the girl dressed conservative

Or the one with the lastest fashion on my mind?

Am I the one with the nerd boy

Or with the football captain's hand on her behind?



I am oh so confused

I have no idea

Why I'm feeling this way

I need to find out why



Am I the one with her hair done up nice,

Or the one with the mouse brown in a braid?

Am I the one with pom-poms waving

Or the one with goggles and a bunsen burner?



Why am I oh so confused?

Why do I need to know?

What's the reasoning behind

All the questions I'm asking?



Am I the one with the words in the street

Or the page under the blanket with a flashlight in the dark?

Am I the general, at the head of my troops

Or the general safe and warm in the back?

Do I have any idea of what's ahead

Am I ready for the real world?



I am oh so confused

I am oh so scared

I'm gonna go out into this big, scary world



I'm gonna live

Where am I?

I'm so confused!

I don't know what to do!

Who am I?

Why am I here?

What was I doing?

What's going on?

WHO AM I????

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this when I was trying to figure out who I was, and still am. It hasn't helped me very much, I've only figured out who I'm not. Maybe it'll help you.

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Megan Louise's picture

I liked this poem very much. The meter flowed nicely and it did a very good job of conveying that hopeless lost feeling that EVERYONE feels. Very nice.