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I don't know who I am any more...

And that's good enough for me.
I used to think
that everything depended on me
and what I did
to help others,
and that was all
there was to me.
I used to think
that I was supposed
to find the answers
and the solutions
to all the problems,
but I'm only one person.
I used to believe
that I should acquiesce
to all the circumstances
presented to me,
but now I know better.
So yes,
I don't know exactly
who I am any more.
I've lost a few roles,
but I've gained
some freedom
in my mind
and in my soul.

When I was truly lost,
and I was,
I sought out some assistance.
Through Bruce
I learned that
I was enough
but this did not mean
that I had to be everywhere
all the time.
I broke down
because of that
and I'm glad I did.
I let go
of what no longer
worked for me.
All because
I don't know
who I am any more.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I am embracing the idea that I am open to discovering who I am at any moment in time. This is the very reason why I do not know who I am any more. I am feeling free just to be.

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Country/Region: VIC

Favorite Poets: Dorothea McKellar, Henry Lawson, Banjo Paterson

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