—
who would i be
without this inner dream?
who could i meet
if i didn't just rely on me?
what would happen
if i threw it all out?
what would i feel
if i stopped pushing it all out on 'them'?
who am i now?
i don't even know.
but who cares,
i'll just transfer everything to 'them'.
what's the purpose
of a fake beauty?
does it take away the face of reality?
is it the only thing that's comforting me?
all i want,
is to throw it all away—
i want to live in the moment
i want to live out of my mind.
would i be lonely
without all these people in my head?
—
also in 'inside me'
YOU ARE READING
'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
