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I don’t know who I am. Sometimes I think I never did. And that... terrifies me. Being someone is not taught. It’s learned over time. I spent so much time becoming someone else that I never became my own person. I became so many different versions of myself. Looking in a mirror now... feels like looking for someone who doesn’t exist. And maybe that’s what scares me the most. Not who I became... but that I never became someone at all.
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1d ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 4:36 PM UTC
The Person I Never Became
I don’t know who I am. Sometimes I think I never did. And that... terrifies me. Being someone is not taught. It’s learned over time. I spent so much time becoming someone else that I never became my own person. I became so many different versions of myself. Looking in a mirror now... feels like looking for someone who doesn’t exist. And maybe that’s what scares me the most. Not who I became... but that I never became someone at all.
Ive always never known who i want to be and or who i was. Even now i struggle with this. But for anyone who is struggling like i am. Give it time. You will find your way.
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1d ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 4:36 PM UTC
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