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Mar 2011
I am what I am, to me
But to you, I am what you want me to be;
Everything you wanted to see.
I never lied, tried to hide a secret side, or deceive
And yet somehow the distance is widening
And this darkness is blinding
And somewhere along this long road we’re unwinding
Side by side we have traced only each grey cloud’s silver lining
And just now we are finding
The path before us is long and the future is frightening.

The mask I've been wearing was temporary
And now it fades and is tearing.
You’re staring… you turn away,
I'm not, to you, who I was but yesterday.
And I guess you were wearing one too.
How foolish I was to think I could see through.
There is nothing I can do to make things right
And no closer would we be by ending it tonight.
It always happens this way, it’s never-changing
And now I've found the cause - my head is aching.
The problem is clear to see – so do you still love me
Or are you clinging to the memory of what you want me to be.
April Stahl
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April Stahl
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