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Who Am I Really?

Who am I really? What makes me...me? What's true to my being Versus what people see? I'm a masked player Up on the stage. Open-minded But set in my ways. I'm tired, but restless. Energetic, but fatigued. I endure all the miles to cope with my needs. I live in the mountains. But I was born by the sea. Adobes and sand dunes Are where my spirit flies free. I molded a mind for mountains But I've grown a coastal soul. I find comfort in warmth But I thrive in the cold. I'm reserved, but friendly. Instinctively shy, but kind. Introverted from the start But I edited my mind. I seem to know everyone. I was taught this was the goal To be a socialite And avoid being alone. I'm a determined dreamer. I strove to achieve The expectations of others But, I've found what I need. I present as outdoorsy But I'm a nature girl at heart. How people may see me Was wild from the start. I animate and write. I love creating art. To make is my nature Something I can't depart. I'm beautiful But I act pretty. I'm goofy But present as witty. I'm passionate but stoic. I'm thoughtful But overthink it. I'm a philosopher who's distracted. That's why I repeat. I rewrite wisdom To help guide my feet. I act confident But I was born insecure. It took many years To uncover my "normal" form. I'm a willful wanderer. I'm timid but tough. I can trek so far Not knowing what's enough. I attach to attention. I tend to crave more Of the love people give me, But detach from what's adored. I want the consistency Of a level and linear coastline. But I crave the novelty Of meandering mountains at times. I'm a starving artist Who feeds on motivation. I'm here to support But I need to be supported. I'm creative Because I struggle. I'm strong Because I'm weak. I'm an explorer of mountain peaks. Internally, I'm lost and curious. I explore many things   That pique my interest. I'm easily overwhelmed But I'm an adapter. I'm disorganized But I'm a planner. I'm a mentor But I could be someone's mentee. I'm a good listener But I need someone to hear me. I'm sensitive and empathetic But sometimes apathetic. I'm emotional and kind. But I often feel numb inside. I want to be capable But sometimes, I’m unable. I'm so often sentimental Because life is unstable. I've shown submission To disguise my difference. I've circumvented confrontation To achieve some acceptance. I was a late bloomer. But I've pruned and grew flowers, Flowers grown to hide my thorns. But I uprooted and found power. It's hard to collect my thoughts. But it's easy to collect things. So much in life changes. But my things remain the same. My achievements alone do not define success. My best effort is my success's foundation Through my effort alone, I am a champion. I dislike change But change means growth. If I'm not growing I'm dying at most. I'm interesting Because I'm different. I'm unique Because of my interests. I'm forgetful But I'm hard to forget. I'm easily flustered But I've learned to reset. I love birds. Because, I long to be free. I want to fearlessly fly To be freely me. I'm easy to get along with But once hard to understand. Now I'm learning myself To show who I really am. I'm a wonderful weirdo. Neurodivergent from the start. I am awesomely Autistic. And I have a good heart.
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Written by
josephine_wild
American
Published
Mar 20, 2024
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Learning to unmask and discover who I am.

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