I am...

I am the shadow

That remains unseen

I am your life

I am your dreams



I'm the face in the dark

That remains unseen

I am living a dream

Something in he in-between



I hate to work

I hate to sleep

I hate to have to stay awake

When I do nothing right here all day

So I write to you

The few people who are friends so true

You think you understand me

Maybe you do



I don't know

It seems you've gone away

You are there to stay

I didn't care anyway

Oh, what a lie

Something I dispise

Lost right here in the in-between

The fiction and lies



We all live lies

We paint a brand new mask to wear now every day

I hate the look, I have to say

Just take it off

Be yourself, be true

Be alive, be you

Be like me,

I no longer care which way you precieve me



Call me dumb,

Call me a liar

I will not protest

I will not blink but I'll try my best

Just to prove

That that isn't me

That's not what this poem is about

This poem is about a life with the unknown 'without'



This I write

Just to confuse you

I do not care if you understand me

This was written to be understood by only me

This is my life

Such a waste of the truth

I cannot wait to leave this town

I cannot wait till you are not around



Leave me alone

I just want to run away

I never even wanted to stay

Let me go

Leave me alone

Let me do my thing that I do best

Try the bullet to the vest



And if I die

Don't miss me

Celebrate my life

Celebrate me being me

Without a mask

It is quite a task

I know now who I am

And I will forever and always be your friend



Amen

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I am me, and this poem is a true representation of that statement.  I wrote this for me, but I would like comments, as always.  I guess sometimes I need to get out some of those feelings.  It helps!

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Kyrie Stephenson's picture

I really enjoyed reading this one Joel.