Who Are You

by Chris   Feb 20, 2009


So many times I'm asked the same question
And so many times I've shrugged it off
Pretending that it was never asked

But then she asked the same question
And I couldn't ignore her when she asked
"Who are you?"

I'd like to say that it's complicated
I'd like to say that I don't have time
But for her I have to be honest

I'm one of the biggest jerks she'll meet
I'll say things that most consider rude
I'm hated for some of the things I've said

I always try to make you feel happy
I always tell you how great you are
I always tell you without you I'm alone

I'm as arrogant as I can possibly be
I never hide my ego showing it like a prize
I never forget to remind someone when they lose

I never enjoy my work seeing it as garbage
I never say I've completed my master
I only say I created something to fill the dump

I always act like I'm invincible
Like nothing can get to me
I always have to show off

I'm always in pain clutching a body part
I'm always taking it slow and easy
I'm always conserving what little strength I have

I'm such a fraud and I know it all too well
I as two-faced as they come now
Can't be trusted to know who I am

I've always got a facade up to fool everyone
But not because I want to out of insecurity
But because it's the only way I know to survive

One day you asked who I was
I am everything and I am nothing
It all depends on who you ask

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