I Am Who I Am

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I tend to forget the things that are important

I tend to remember the stuff that always hurts the most but never matters

I am very clumsy and spill out many things

When ever I'm mad the things that I had are all on the floor scattered

I like the color of black

But whenever it's dark and alone I get awfully scared

I get freaked out by many things

When i get hurt I say it's nothing I pretend i don't care

When something is true

I lie to myself and others and think it is not

When they close up on me

I get nervous and anxious in my stomach a knot

But this is my true self

Many people try to change who I am

But the truth is

I love this me and whoever I am

By: Miriam V****z

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