So many voices, Screaming,whispering,yelling, Telling me what to do, Getting hard to decide, Which side to deny, And which side to listen to, Where am I?, Am I still alive? Which one is me? I've lost my own Identity...
I can relate, when your rock bottom, who to turn too, who to trust....why don't I consider myself to me anymore......why haven't I been reading your poems before???? Great poem....David.....
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sometimes when we've lost our identity
we're closer than we've ever been to
knowing who we really are! strange, but
it seems true