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bobby-gross
bobby-gross
I'm a lost child in the supermarket Looking for my mom I have no idea where to look Because there are so many places to look I feel stunted Unable to make my next move Yet knowing nothing will happen until I make that first move I need some help Someone to guide me I don't feel I can do this on my own because it seems all too big This supermarket
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Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
Supermarket Blues
Who is Bobby? Is he me? Or is it just a name, a false identity? Who is the shy one? Me or Bobby? How do I know who is truly me and who is the guy I perceive myself to be? So who is me? It's obviously not Bobby. I am me. I am not these words or attributes I describe myself as. That is Bobby. So where does the confusion lie? I guess in the differential between the two. Where I need to look is in my heart, because Bobby only exists in my head
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Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC
Bobby