Who Am I

Who am I but the little girl that cries? I weep on the inside and not from my eyes I feel like my life is surrounded by lies Much like old food is surrounded by flies Who am I but the little girl that cries? I often yearn for the day I meet my demise I walk these roads covered in a disguise Living a life where there is no compromise I look to the sky and I wish and I dream I dream for hope for a glimmer of peace I can’t stop the pain caught up in my heart I don’t know where it ends I don’t know where it starts I want to be happy I want to be free I want to be loved I want to be me I want to know where in life I lost myself Did I cry out in pain did I cry out for help Help me understand where I disappeared So indecisive and overwhelmed with fear I’m floating along this river downhill Screaming for help with no one to hear I’m sorry if this poem is so blue But I feel as though all I have is you Thank you for loving me back to life You give me the courage to fight off the strife Who am I but a little girl that’s weak? Too weak to fight too weak to speak No interest in love no inspiration to care Just floating through life with the wind in my hair