LS (7-15-88 / Bellingham, WA)

I Am My Own.

Who am I?
I'm still tryin' to
figure that out...

I have a shell
I like to hide away in
so no one sees who I am.
For I am my own.

I am two halves
of my parents two halves.
But I am my own.

Reality and fiction
live side by side in
my world.
though we can't
have one without
the other.

Just give a beat
to draw from
and the world around me
will dissolve.

Because I am my own.

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Comments (2)

a solid statement. good.
I love this poem. lots of feelingz