I’m fragile like glass; I easily shatter
I may look tough on the outside,
But my heart is easily broken.
My life is a mystery that revolves around me.
I can’t say I’m okay and I can’t say I’m not okay,
I’m just stuck in the middle.
I’m like an observer, anxiously in suspense to know what will become of me.
Who am I? Do I really know?
I know my name, but is that all there is to ME?
I feel there’s more to me than even other people know.
At times I have this feeling of deja~vu,
Like I‘ve been here before!
Like there’s really something missing, just something!
I’m so different from a “normal person.”
The way I react is just so surprising.
My friends call me “weirdo” and sometimes try to figure me out.
But, I’m just an unsolvable mystery.
Even I cannot figure it out.
That’s just ME!
Authored by: Praise Harriette Dolo
Featured Image by: Serrah Galos on Unsplash
