Who am I, it’s not who you see.
Not the person at school
Not who you want me to be.
I wish I could show you the person inside
Lose all of my fears
With nowhere to hide
The person I am
Is the girl with the knife
Every cut every slice
Gambling my life
With every roll of the dice
As the blood flows down my arm
My mind is free to be
Who I want to be.
Caught in my own tradgedy.
Life's realities can sometimes destabilize our existence and jolt our sensibilities. The situation has been illustrated very wisely in the poem. This is only the beginning and not the end. be confident: Gambling my life / With every roll of the dice / My mind is free to be / Who I want to be.
School going, too young to write about cutting oneself.. I hope the pain and confusions portrayed in this poem are a thing of the past and you are healed and happier now.. thanks for sharing
I have just finished reading all thirteen of Megan's poems. Most of them deal with depression, self-mutilation, and suicide. She has not submitted anything to this website since 2006. That's nine years ago. Megan, I sincerely hope that you are still around and much happier than when you wrote these poems. Suicide is never the answer.
Sometimes life's cruel reality shakes our heart and makes us forget that there lies a promising time ahead.Very nice. Keep inking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Megan, believe in yourself and protect yourself, you really are the universe.