Who I Am

Written by: Laura Breidenthal


You say I am kind to say those things But somehow I knew no words could help I am dying in this useless play of words The way I make you stand tall Is a lie I just wanted you by my side But you never knew me. . .never knew me I have written down the things I long to do To somehow get it through to you We are strangers in our own terrain I scorch in sun you freeze in rain Take a look The only thing left are the words They never tell you who I am. . .who I am So I wait here in the dark all alone Knowing somehow that I will never be enough I lack all that you are And all that you love I am so self-abhorred I wish I was kind enough to believe I’m something more