who am i

its strange when i realise that the person i am when i am home is not me.
the person i am there is who they want me to be.
me is the girl that comes out now and then, she laughs alot and thinks deep things.
she is the gypsy, the dreamer, the fun loving dare devil.

should i unleash her and give her free reign, or leave her locked up just in case…


3 thoughts on “who am i

  1. I like being me no matter where I am, who I am with, or what I am doing. When it comes to me, I am always the same. What you see is what you get. Of course no two person is alike. Nice poem expressing yourself.

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