A new environment
Not something I am new to
But as usual, it comes with disadvantages
I won't lie, advantages too
New faces, new places
Attempted a new me
But as usual, a failed attempt
Only wanted to be who they want to see
Am I adapting? Am I changing?
Am I becoming a better version of myself?
Am I embracing?
Or am I just trying to be someone else?
What about those around me,
What about those that I have to see,
Or those that I get to meet
I can't wait for them to know more about me
Some think it's just a phase
"You'll probably grow out of it" they say
"You should not tell me who I am to be!!" I want to cry
Cries poured out in the night and not in the day
Luckily for me, I am finding better people
People who do not care about what I did yesterday
Ready to understand, interpret and read me
Hopefully, these people are here to stay.
Comments2
Love it
Thank you.
You're welcome
oh the life of moving around.
the anxiety it gives us.
favorited this one
thanks for writing it.
Thanks for reading it too. Never sure of what to expect in this rollercoaster called life.
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