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Poem # 4

0 comments | Monday, October 23, 2006

Poem written last night....
Acceptance

Who am I?
I don’t really know who I am
Many people knows me
But until now I don’t really know who I am
Too Bad
It’s been a journey
Next morning will come
Then the morning after.

Please tell me
How would I know?
Help me my world
I’m alone
I will grow old
Sooner or later
Did I grew up
I don’t really know
I feel that I’m fallen
I’ll probably the last person
Who will really know me?

But you came
You told me who you are
You told me that you know me
But I asked if who am I?
Then you said
“Accept yourself
for I know you
for who you are
as you know me
for who am I”

Now I know
For who am I?

I accepted.

It’s been a journey
Next morning will come
Then the morning after
My world had helped me
I will grow old
Sooner or later.

Now I know.

Hoping.

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