Saturday, March 9, 2024

π—Ÿπ—œπ—§π—˜π—₯𝗔π—₯𝗬: “It’s me, hi.” by Brendo Santiago

 


 Layout by: Lyka Jhoi Soriano 

Published by: Irene Alga 

Date Published: March 9, 2024

Time Published: 1:30 PM


Category: Poetry

Theme: Losing of oneself; Identity Crisis

It's me.
Hi.

I’m an enigma, a puzzle, or of a riddle.
Siding either on the left or right, but never in the middle.
I imitate other people’s personalities, just to keep them satisfied.
Never thinking that I will be losing ‘me’, now have me petrified.

I don’t know me anymore.
I forgot the ‘me’ that I once was before.
Feeling’s like what I am looking for,
has long been washed ashore.

I’m either stuck in the past, or at least I chose to live in it.
Where everybody that used to be my friend, now sees me as a misfit.
Pushing my beliefs that I never held, what makes me a hypocrite.
Personalities and emotions not so genuine, mistaking me for a counterfeit.

I don’t know what I’m waiting for.
I don’t know nothing about me anymore.
Though I do know is that these personalities that I wore,
has become what people adore.

So I will keep wearing it all,
until my greatest downfall.

That’s me.
Hi.



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