Liz Anderson
the poetry corner - poems by liz anderson
member since 03/30/01 · liz@theartscircle.org
Poetry
"WHO AM I?"
Who am I?
Am I the voice calling myself to defy society,
While the voice of conformity whispers in my ears?
Am I the voice calling to hold on to my wrongs,
While the fruits of freedom drench my lips?
Am I the voice calling to escape from the world,
While confrontation pounds at my door?
I am all these voices,
Pulling myself every which way
Yearning to forget yet begging to hold on.
I run scarred from these voices,
Running away
Running
running
running
From society
my life
myself.
I hide behind these voices,
I am the scarred child behind these voices.
Crawled up in the safety of darkness
The darkness lurking in my mind
I am these voices,
I hate these voices,
When will these voices
Leave me alone?
March 2nd, 2001