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Dec 2013
I like to fill my heart with things
Like all the things people tell me
My heart absorbs it all like
I need it to survive
It's all the things you say
And the way that you breathe
That tells me how to live
But won't give me what I need
You know that I want to be you
So I watch everything you do
And I'll copy you and mock you
Just watch how much I'll lose
I don't know who I am
Or where I can find myself
So, I've simply decided
I'll be someone else
Maybe I'm too afraid that they won't like me
Maybe it's because of my self-esteem
But I really think it's like the color green
Quite clear that it's jealousy
What would I do if I were free?
Would I reveal myself yet?
Could I be me?
What would I do if I were free?
Would you be afraid?
Would you let me be?
But no, I don't dare try
It's safer inside here
Because there they can touch me
And make it all clear
I like to fill my head with things
Like all the things I see
My mind absorbs it all like
I'm about to die
I know now that I cannot be free
Because it's just too hard to be me
Nikki Whittaker
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