tagNon-Erotic PoetryMy true self

My true self


When do I become good enough.
Life's obstacle course is way too rough.
I've lost myself within myself.
A broken toy left on the shelf.

So many hurts such sorrow and pain.
My true self I shall never regain.
I will try to be everything you want me to be.
Life is my stage the actor is me.

Parents, family and peers all wish I were more.
For your love I will be your chameleon like whore.
Does anyone else know this assassination of the soul.
This transformation of a person into someone else's goal.


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