Poem about Life Struggles

Who Am I Poem About Myself

I am 35 years old, a mother of 3. Even in life's busy schedule I still haven't seemed to find myself.

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My face is the place I hide my pain. My face is a place Where raindrops fall hiding the tears that have been there for so many years. My face is the place that hides my pain. My face...

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Who Am I?

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Published by Family Friend Poems December 2016 with permission of the Author.

Who am I, you ask?
I am a lion who comes off as a lamb.
I am an ocean with waves big enough to drown.
I am a roller coaster of emotions.
I am a hater of ignorant people, liars,
And people who use others for a gain.
I am a lost soul, a naive child.
I am one who has seen enough
That would make most people's skin crawl.
I am me, not you.
I am who I am.
Judging me is only a negative reflection on you.
So who am I, you ask?
I am me...just me.

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  • FawazalSabah by FawazalSabah
  • 5 years ago

I really loved this poem. It shows me how strong and confident the writer is.

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  • Edson Aurora Chinhete by Edson Aurora Chinhete
  • 6 years ago

I really appreciate your skills as a poet, and you inspire me and other who read your poems.

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  • Clisha by Clisha
  • 7 years ago

I related to this poem so much. You're an amazing poet.

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  • Erika D.Hert by Erika D.Hert
  • 7 years ago

My face is the place
I hide my pain.
My face is a place
Where raindrops fall hiding the tears that have been there for so many years.
My face is the place that hides my pain.
My face is the place where my smile outshines my pain,
Not wanting anyone to know I want it to rain just to hide my pain.
My face is what you see so
My pain goes unnoticed
Because of the smile I place on my face so
My pain belongs only to me.
My face is the place my lips say hello with a smile
Passing on happiness and good cheer throughout the year.
My face is the place I wish you would kiss and tell me you miss,
But instead, my face is just a place I hide my pain.

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  • De by De
  • 7 years ago

This is so meaningful to me, so thank you for writing it.

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