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Oct 2017
I’m not who you think I am.
How could I possibly be?
You’ve only known me so long. But,
I’ve lived my whole life as me.


But there’s nothing wrong with who I am,
Well…scratch that, there’s plenty.
You want me to name three?
No problem, I could give you twenty.


You think I’m really nice,
But in the past, I know I’ve been colder than ice.
I’ve given up on people when they needed me most,
Pretended not to see them, like they were a ghost.


But I carry the guilt with me every day,
This debt I’m in I can never repay.
I can’t change the past but I can apologise,
For running away, right as the problems arise.


I’m not who I want to be but I’ll try to be better.
With every word and every letter,
I’ll try to be good. I’ll try to be helpful, and kind,
Maybe then I can find some peace of mind.
Written by
Sean Ryan
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