i dont know who i am,
i dont know why im here,
i dont know if theres a way,
i dont know the meaning.
i look around,
i fall to the ground.
i get back up,
not to 'fess up.
i try to tell you,
why i am so blue.
but you would just laugh,
not thinking its that bad.
i think about the messes,
when i never confess.
i start to cry,
when there's none to defy.
i sit when i lie,
i laugh when i try.
theres no one to say,
or even to portray.
i imagine me coming home,
just so i wont be alone.
i feel so confused,
when i tell the truth.
the sense i make,
is complex as a cake.
i can never be understood,
when i hide under the hood.
i dont know who i am,
i dont know why im here,
i dont know if theres a way,
i dont know the meaning.
Heather Cropper
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-don-t-know-61/
