Anoush Harrison-Jackson Poet Free verse

Mistaken Identity

Is it too late to declare that I have made an unfortunate mistake?
           Is it too late to confess my erroneous miscalculation?
  I took you for a father, a friend, a brother, a mentor not knowing that YOU
                                    were only an impostor.
                      Pretending to care when I was in despair,
                      Pretending to celebrate when I was elated,
                      Pretending to mourn when I wore a frown.
                      Pretending, Pretending, always pretending.
  So, answer this crucial question- is it too late to declare that I have made an
                           unfortunate or rather grave mistake?

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Joann Grisetti April 20, 2012 at 6:54 PM Just don't mistake your own identity, or voice, and you will do well. Good poem. My own father never even pretended to care.

Jessica K April 1, 2012 at 3:38 PM Blasted fakers....well written :)

Anoush Harrison-Jackson April 1, 2012 at 3:20 PM I am really loving the title of this poem. There is so much scope for improvement and expansion where this poem is concerned.