i never asked to be born
but still, i was
it wasn't something to mourn
i just thoughtlessly followed
followed my siblings games
and made up names
followed god for my mother
followed my sister for my father
who am i
i did not stop to think
nor did i try
i just blindly continued to sink
subconsciously i made excuses
half-lies my mind produces
all to get away
not wanting to constantly play
i wonder what i was like younger
i was just a blur
did i have hunger
what made my conscious begin to stir
growing older now
learning of life and general know how
but still just a child
longing to become one with the wild
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if anyone reading has any ideas for the name of this poem please let me know!
i feel like the name could be better and more fitting but i have no ideas
anyone suggestions would be greatly appreciated and i thank those who took the time to read these poems (:
