Madison Balmont Poet Free verse

Confuzed/Expressed

I can't talk to people without hiding what I really think.
Maybe it's because I don't really believe in what I'm saying, but that can't be true.
That's who I am -- strong in my thoughts and unpersuasive in my mind. No-one can influence
that!
Or maybe they can, maybe I'm not as strong as I thought I was.
I thought that I believes in everything that I thought.
I'm so lost. I don't know who I am any more.
Maybe they are the words of someone else that help the way I think, and the voice of
someone else that create the things I say.
Is there really someone else whom I rely on for the way I live my life?
Is this really my life?
Am I just the messenger?
Who am I?


~Written in 2003 (Saturday, 22nd, February) when I was fourteen.~

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Judy Riley February 4, 2009 at 12:48 PM This seems like rambling thoughts, true insite to your own feelings. We all question who or why we are, that is life, yes we rely on others every step of the way. Judy Riley