Who Am I Poem by Hal Caufield

There should be no mystery
As to who I am, and what I want.
Yet the questions have long
Plagued and vexed my soul.
I am a man like any man,
But I strive to be a knight.
A holder of all that is good,
A believer in that which is right.
I want all that the world has to hold.
I want intoxicating, uncompromising love.

I am but a lost lamb among wolfs.
A true believer where no one cares.
I want but one finger to pick
Up my chin and in her eyes see
True love and life’s reprieve.
I am so lost and unwanted.
A solitary Lancelot lost at sea.