The Real Me
Everyone says I'm different,
Says that I have changed.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.
Everyone says "Your life's wasted"
Says I'm going nowhere.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.
Everyone slowly leaves.
They say I'm all alone.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.
Everyone shows me things from the past,
Tries to show what they think they know.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.
Sitting alone with nothing and noone,
I look at things left behind.
I'm still thinking differently.
I was just finding me.
I look over it all again and again,
Looking for something to show.
Now, I think differently.
I lost the real me.
Copyright © Rachele Taylor | Year Posted 2012
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