Identity
Just Another Escapist
The self of past was turbulent, confused
The self of present is less than enthused
The self of future may not give a damn
But always myself wonders who I am
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Average reader rating 4.67/5
ElshaHawk LoA
Who I Am is the great struggle. There is not one definition, one singular word.
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Mighty-Joe Young LOA
I am a tad colorblind so i thought you had blue fur and purple eyes. Glad you clarified that. I liked the poem.
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A Gypsy Heart
This is the age old question I'm afraid. But knowing that our past and present experiences and choices make up OUR story. And only Ours. Our future depends on how we use these to tell it. As only we can. It's how we find out who we are ..... ever changing , ever growing into who we are meant to be. Knowing There is a greater purpose
- #2160 Posted 8 years ago
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"Less than enthused" - yep, I feel that one. One of your best, I think, and it works well because it's short and neat but it speaks of long and messy struggles.