Who Am I
Who am I?
That’s something I wonder everyday
From being delighted to traumatized
Is something quite normal for me
From feeling emptiness to unease
Overthinking every mistake I’ve ever made
To every action I’ve decided to take
Butterfly effect?
A concept flowing through my brain
If I could change one detail in my life
What a bizarre change of events that would be
Would I feel and be the same person today?
Who am I?
Not too tall, not too short
Not too pretty, but not too ugly
A bit ordinary, but never extraordinary
Not average but not intelligent
Skinny, but thank god she’s not fat they say!
Olive skin, but shiny and red marks on my face
Why do you look so tired they say
I say I’m fine, thanks
I look in the mirror and I see those dry tears
I think stupid
Puffy, red eyes, oily hair
I think lazy
Skinny, a visible breastbone and hipbones
I think eat more
Restless, uneasy, trembling
I realize this person is me
How did she become like this? My mother says
I hear this late at night when I’m tumbling in bed
All I can hear is disappointment
Not just to everyone but to myself
Someone please help
-Who am I?
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