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One day I awoke, strangely to find the person I used to be gone, left behind Somewhere, somehow, I became someone new Who was much less like me, and a lot more like you The changes were subtle, I did not even know Until people asked me, just where did "you" go? It appears I gave up being me just to please the person I once proposed to from my knees But the strangest thing is, I did not even see the way you genetically, modified me I looked like the me, that everyone knew but instead of myself, to you I was true And now that I see it, and begin to turn back you're angry and bitter and start to attack You think that there's someone else I now see But don't see how that someone else can be me I don't like the person, with you I became It's not all your fault though, I'm partly to blame. And just as I let you make me not the same it is I that must choose my old self to reclaim So from now on my dear our ways we must part There's no place anymore for you in my heart I'll put myself first, be alone for a while Until I can look in the mirror and smile And see there once more who I used to be the reclaimed original version of me
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Apr 10, 2010
Apr 10, 2010 at 11:45 AM UTC
Reclamation
One day I awoke, strangely to find the person I used to be gone, left behind Somewhere, somehow, I became someone new Who was much less like me, and a lot more like you The changes were subtle, I did not even know Until people asked me, just where did "you" go? It appears I gave up being me just to please the person I once proposed to from my knees But the strangest thing is, I did not even see the way you genetically, modified me I looked like the me, that everyone knew but instead of myself, to you I was true And now that I see it, and begin to turn back you're angry and bitter and start to attack You think that there's someone else I now see But don't see how that someone else can be me I don't like the person, with you I became It's not all your fault though, I'm partly to blame. And just as I let you make me not the same it is I that must choose my old self to reclaim So from now on my dear our ways we must part There's no place anymore for you in my heart I'll put myself first, be alone for a while Until I can look in the mirror and smile And see there once more who I used to be the reclaimed original version of me
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Apr 10, 2010
Apr 10, 2010 at 11:45 AM UTC
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