I don't know if It's ME Poem, by Raven Souci, at My poetic side

I don't know if it's ME or the way my sweater hugs my body as I lay in bed on my phone

I don't know if it's ME or the way my body is positioned, taking me too much effort to get up

I don't know if it's ME or the sound of my mom's gradually loud voice seeping into my ears

or the thought of helping her around the house

or the warmth of the air as heat crawls through the vents

or the sunlight from my window, blocking the view of my entrance

or the idea of getting up and contributing to society

or the constant anxiety of being sexually harassed

or the continued pressure of keeping an image

or the judgmental stares of either curious or hateful people

or the stress from inside a classroom, which I sit in for only eight hours

or the nagging in my stomach from indigestion

or the nervous butterflies right before talking to someone

or the constant weight of college on my shoulders

or the idea of finding myself

I don't know if it's ME or who I'm supposed to be

Author: Raven Souci (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
Published: February 4th, 2019 17:08
Comment from author about the poem: Am I here to judge myself, others or to create the person I imagine myself to be?
Category: Reflection
Views: 15
Users favorite of this poem: psychofemale

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psychofemale February 4th, 2019 21:55
i think we all have these thoughts, keeping them at bay is the hard part...i totally feel you
orchidee February 5th, 2019 07:25
We can't be anyone else but our self. Some say if there were two of someone it would be boring! Personalities, etc I mean, not, e.g. identical twins.
One quote goes something like: 'I shall have to be me; everyone else is taken; there's only me that I can be'.

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I don't know if It's ME