I'd make a good serial killer, he said.
She was amazed they thought I was quiet,
Because to her, I never shut up.
It got me thinking on Identity?
On the question of who am I?
I have so many masks.
Sometimes they get lost,
Or forgot in my absence.
I just paint a new one.
It's no bother,
A habit.
Some hide
Behind words, behind humour
Some get an image, and no longer are seen.
I don't hide.
I show everything.
Everything, you want to see.
I'd say I'm a whole person,
Got a soul, a mind and a body,
I do.
My consciousness isn't split,
It's just too vast to be one personality.
In your eyes, in your eyes it is.
When I'm alone I'm whole.
I am safe.
We evolved because of society,
It's too complicated to understand.
I evolved above all.
Or maybe with all.
I understand, so I hide.
I am no hamster, no gerbil,
To lift up by the ears and laugh.
I'm no sister, no brother, no bother.
I just fill the spaces you never knew you had.
I love you truly,
Don't take this as a confession of disdain.
I care, and I care always.
But darling let me have my secrets.
Let me fib and lie to you.
Let me protect myself from you.
Let me be.
The way I need to be.
Let me believe that too.
Friday, 1 May 2009
Posted by Ye Shall Be Gods at 16:05
Labels: creativity, poem, writing
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Wow Alex, this is very good. The start of it gave me a really good laugh because I happen to know exactly what you're talking about. ;)
And the question of identity is one that I myself have been pondering quite recently, except I never had the time (or effort) to express it in such eloquent words.
This is such an Alex-like poem. Good on you for writing it.
Fumbs up!
:)
...and the word verification made me write 'proet'...
PS. hands up who's struggling with Freedom of the City Essay? MEEEEE!!!
Hands up who's ignoring the Freedom of the City Essay? MEEEE!!!
I'm strolling through art sites instead. Decided it was time to get back into art.
As for the poem, thankyou. At first I was going to write a paragraph or so, on the topic, but then it evolved.
hey, just thought i would mention that i love the poem, it makes total sense.
Mention away. It's always nice to know that somebody else understands.
(And Thanks)
Wow..That blew my mind way..
Really, I don't know what to say. Well, other than brilliant.
I think I'll join the club of people ignorin he FotC essay, instead I will do...nothing. maybe. Oh, and it was a really good poem btw Alex.
Thanks, hey do you remember what the length of the essay in digital form is supposed to be?
(The only complaint about me from Mr Mac was the fact that I wrote too much, so attempting to obey the word limit.)
Essay, hmm. About 3 pages maybe? Can't remember, wasn't too much. 3-4 would be fairly safe I'd say.
Handwritten it's 3 pages, but typed up i thought he said something along the lines of 1-2
Mmm, that's right. Yeah, you're right, it was 2ish typed.
*sigh* Then I'm finished!
Really? Good work. I've got...almost 2 pages to go...:(. Have at least got *something* going though, and it sounds semi-decent. sigh.
:)
and now i've been distracted by an icy pole, why mum bought me one when it's so cold i don't know but is delicious. almost half done...
ALEX you infuriate me. On looking back at this, I wish I'd written it myself.
*smiles*
do u remember the origin of oranges and lemons? and that wierd devil's footsteps poem u read over the phone can u email it to me is poss?
thank you!!
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