I believe that writing is personal, it's a substrate of a person's true feelings. "What Am I?" is one of the poems I wrote after some soul searching, though I always go back to my insecurities about life, I am glad that every once In a while I get to write something like this.
What Am I?
I am a tree with no true roots.
A story with no beginning.
A road with no destination.
I am a woman,
A girl foreign to freedom.
I see pain only to feel it,
I hide what's mine and fear what's yours.
I stay, not to live, but to love.
To give closure,
To strengthen.
I forget to hurt but forgive to relieve.
I am a stream within one direction,
Wash away.
Only what wants remains forever.
I am a mocking bird with one true tune 'peace'
A beginning to most endings.
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