Slipping & Sliding 08-02-09 , by Teach2Learn Subscribe to rss feed for Teach2Learn

Who am I
If I cannot cry
Where is me
My eyes cannot see
Bent I have no reflection
Broken I have no direction
Where am I
No matter how hard I try
I can never see 
The beauty in me
Another's eye I' will avoid
Self so easily annoyed
Why am I once more lost
What will be the cost
The expense for me to find
Look deep into my subconscious mind
Self esteem at an all time low
Bruised is my ego
Where will I be
If I allow myself to see
Do I want to see the facts
Or will it, my emotions tax
Why am I undercover
Am I afraid of what I may discover
Lost or am I hiding
I certainly feel like I am sliding
Sliding and slipping I so did not want
Hard work lost, thoughts do taunt
I struggle to find me
My eyes strain to see
Drawing on learned wisdom for myself
Determined once again to find oneself
Look hard look strong
With a keen sensibility to belong.
Posted: 2009-03-13 03:56:36 UTC

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