Me.....?
I came across this in a different post and I figured i could answer these questions better in a poem.
1. Who am I?
2. Who have I been?
3. Who do I want to be?
What picture would be better to accompany this post than the most RAW I have. This is me now, at 30. Tired after traveling for 3 days to get to Malaysia ((long story)) yet the absolute happiest I've ever been. I'm a mother, author, and world traveler that FIRMLY believes in being as AUTHENTIC as possible, inside and out. Rawness is what makes us ALL who we are. This post is just to let you know a little bit more in a general sense. I mean, we've all been "there" before. We're different yet We're all the same.
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Poem below π
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Who am I they ask?
Who have I been they ponder?
What do I want to be?
She's been through it all, how can she smile?
It must be fake they surmise.
All these whispers but not one asks me.
Well I am me and that's all i can be i shout.
Simple as that.
I repeat it DAILY.
I tell myself that my past doesn't dictate ME. I have done it all and seen it all. I've been a monster born of despair and wickedness. Spreading the same hateful whispers that i have to hear today.
I apologize to those I made waver when they tried to stand talk despite all that was not in their favor.
I've been the darkness trying to dim someone else's light. The hurt and the pain I've inflicted cut deeper than any knife.
But I know now that what i did was wrong. Thats who i have been but I'm not anymore. I've grown to realize that while I'm not quite there yet, I know i can gain more than I've lost in myself. I'll be whole again, at least that's what i say. I strive to be better than I've ever been before.
Who I want to be is me plus a little bit more.
I'll get there one day, that I'm sure.
But until then, I'll keep being me and nothing more.
1. Who am I?
2. Who have I been?
3. Who do I want to be?
What picture would be better to accompany this post than the most RAW I have. This is me now, at 30. Tired after traveling for 3 days to get to Malaysia ((long story)) yet the absolute happiest I've ever been. I'm a mother, author, and world traveler that FIRMLY believes in being as AUTHENTIC as possible, inside and out. Rawness is what makes us ALL who we are. This post is just to let you know a little bit more in a general sense. I mean, we've all been "there" before. We're different yet We're all the same.
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Poem below π
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Who am I they ask?
Who have I been they ponder?
What do I want to be?
She's been through it all, how can she smile?
It must be fake they surmise.
All these whispers but not one asks me.
Well I am me and that's all i can be i shout.
Simple as that.
I repeat it DAILY.
I tell myself that my past doesn't dictate ME. I have done it all and seen it all. I've been a monster born of despair and wickedness. Spreading the same hateful whispers that i have to hear today.
I apologize to those I made waver when they tried to stand talk despite all that was not in their favor.
I've been the darkness trying to dim someone else's light. The hurt and the pain I've inflicted cut deeper than any knife.
But I know now that what i did was wrong. Thats who i have been but I'm not anymore. I've grown to realize that while I'm not quite there yet, I know i can gain more than I've lost in myself. I'll be whole again, at least that's what i say. I strive to be better than I've ever been before.
Who I want to be is me plus a little bit more.
I'll get there one day, that I'm sure.
But until then, I'll keep being me and nothing more.
Beautiful!!!
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