I Am You

Who am I? I am me or at least I thought I was me but then I started listening to you and I learned that I was no one.

I am someone’s daughter, I am someone’s wife, I am someone’s mother, but I am not me. I am someone’s son, someone’s husband, someone’s lover.

I am someone you can talk to, I am someone you can hang out with, but I am not me. I am not me because you won’t listen, you’re so busy telling me who I am, and putting labels on me, but I am so much more. Who am I?

I am someone who likes to sit in front of a fire and stare into the flames. I like to walk on the beaches in the middle of a storm. I like to talk and take long walks. I like to have a laugh and yes, my sense of humour is warped, but I am someone who can love, and wants to be loved, and yet, you’ve never told me that you love me.

Who am I? I am you, I am the person that you see. I have hopes and dreams that I’m afraid to share. I get hurt and I have problems but I am me and I am real, just look around you.

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