Who Am I Really?

poem by: Paul Stephens
Written on May 02, 2017

I've always had doubts
Of what I could be
Trying my best
But what could I see?

Some kind of future
Living in bliss
A home and a family
How could I miss?

Worked really hard
Providing all I could
Needed much more
Not quite understood

Now that it's fractured
Not part of my dream
Reinventing myself
Must be what I need

So who am I really?
What can I find?
Given so much
Just to be left behind

Losing my way
Driven off course
Broken inside
Feeling so much remorse

Who am I really?
The things I can't see
So many doubts
Is there no good in me?

I don't know the answer
To this question in life
Who am I really?
A man dealing with strife

 

Tags: sad, rhyme, confused,

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Frank Hornby . commented:
There is good in all of us Paul....your strife is only a phase in your life.....you sound like a good man..........and good always comes shining through eventually.....good luck man...
arundass tp commented:
Questioning oneself, to reveal the truth about self. this is nice and beautiful poem. thought provoking. one
Geoffrey Brewer commented:
Perhaps the answer is too simple - you are you 'and evermore shall be so'. You have a history of who or what you have been, but for now, you are who or what you decide to be. Anyway there's a thought for you to consider.. Good luck!
Paul Stephens commented:

Paul Stephens commented:
Thanks Frank, I like to think I'm a good man and I'm sure there are better times ahead.
Paul Stephens commented:
Thanks Arundass, it's good to challenge ourselves to try to find a better way.
Paul Stephens commented:
Thanks Geoffrey, I know I'm the man in the mirror and we keep learning form life's experiences, the day we stop doing that is the day we cease to exist.

 

 

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