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Apr 2015
Who am I to break the spell that captures my attention?
Who am I to hold on to the love I know won't last?
Who am I to raise this child that lives inside me now?
Who am I to just let go and face all that I lack?
Who am I?
Can you tell me?
Who am I?
I need to know.
Who am I to tell my mother that he's with someone else?
Every Tuesday, he's with her, his ring up on the shelf.
Who am I to let my brother know that's not his child?
Who am I to face my fears and love you long and hard?
Before I end...
What right do I have to uncover all the secrets I contain?
It pains me to keep it in.
Tell me, who am I?
Do you know?
Does it matter?
Who I am?
Let me know, so I can live my life.
But then again...
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to care?
I know I'm not worthy...
To know who I am.
So who are we to hold each other up when we should fall?
Deep into the dark, dark shadows that condemn my mind.
Spread the wings that don't help me to fly,
But help me to my knees.
To beg someone higher to please tell me...
Who am I?
Ask, "Do you know?"
Who am I?
Who will I become?
Will I rise?
Will I run?
From the answers I long for...
Will I ever have the right to know?
Who am I?
On January 26th of 2015, I wrote this because I was confused. I didn't feel worthy of anyone's presence, nor did I feel worthy to be living in the skin I live in. I felt so weak...
Shayla
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