My name is not my own;
it does not fit,
It is not me.
My Body is not my own;
The shape is wrong,
I am not me.
My thoughts are not my own;
if they cannot be voiced,
the voice is not mine.
I am not my own;
I cannot change,
I cant be me.
My name is not my own,
Why is yours?
Esme~
7/5/2012
Scarily true for introverts.
ReplyDeleteQuite neatly written.
The confronting query at the end is a magnificently lovely touch.
Thank you I'm glad you seemed to have enjoyed it .
Deleteplease feel free to check out the rest of my work and let me know what you think. :)
I like this, it gave me a bunch of feels
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, im glad you liked it.
Deletesimilar poems you may enjoy of mine are
Do You - http://esmespoems.blogspot.co.uk/2011/05/do-you-poem-about-hiding-truth.html
My Castle - http://esmespoems.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/my-castle.html
or have a browse through for different poems such as "bug infestation" or "the animals run wild" for the lighter side of life. next post is on the 10th so check back soon.
I have been condemned (not as depressing as it sounds) http://esmespoems.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/i-have-been-condemmed.html