Not Me

My past My mistakes The right and wrong choices My failures and successes My hopes and dreams The man looking at me in the mirror The man you see with your eyes All my physical homeliness and imperfections All the words said behind my back The good and the bad The rumors and the gossip The facts and the fiction The lies and the truth That’s not me, and that’s not who I want to be… I’m the sad music that makes me feel there is love to gain through the pain. I’m the cheek you can hit on one side and then again on the other. I’m the walking mat you can clean your feet on. I’m the laughter that comes easy and is given freely. I’m the friend to the not-so-friendly. I’m the heart you can wear on your sleeve for you to break over and over again. I’m the life that matters less so yours can matter more. © 2025 by DC Poetry