Who Am I
At last, I finally voiced it out
"Who am I?", I want to shout
No, don't tell me my name or my birthdate
Nor my favorite drink or the food I usually eat
I am asking for my purpose in this world
Been living for decades now I feel old
I always wonder if I will also shine
Like the constellations in the clear sky
Or grow like the Poison Ivy vine
Or invisible like the air that we take
"Who am I?" No one knows, why?
Please tell me, for heaven's sake.
Before I arrive at the finish line.
Can anybody answer this question of mine?
Copyright © Jessica Alvero | Year Posted 2019
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