Monday 23 May 2011

Who



I'm broken and changed,
Never whole, but made new.
It's a new kind of feeling.
How do I ever tell you, "I'm scared"?


I've been turned upside down.
Left.
Right.
Told I am wrong, 
And not me.
But then who is?
In this crazy life we lead
I've grown up
Moved out
And carried on
Just to keep
Calm


Who I was
Is never coming back.
Just as
Tomorrow will be different
So will I.

So I ask then
Who, is... me?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very good poem..!!