Poem: Like Me

Lately I have been searching for ways to understand me.

I have tried to look deep inside and there is nothing.

To see, to feel and to love.

I have never love and I do not know how to love.

The only thing I know is I do not know the person I want to be.

The person that can stand tall and fight any mountain that keeps me from being me.

I do not like the person I see.

I do not like the person I am trying to be.

I just know I like the pain that I bring onto me.

The pain that runs deep into my soul that spills out all over me.

The truth is something that I cannot see.

 I no longer cry for the hurt I bring.

I just smile and pretend that I like the pain.

The truth remains is that I do not like me.

Could it be I just do not know me

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