Who Am I?

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s I’m afraid To invest too much. Easier to ignore Than to fully embrace.</p><p id="4908">Or perhaps not, I don’t seem to know anymore Everything is vague, grey Uncertain.</p><p id="5577">Is my heart truly bright What do I really feel inside Am I satisfying my ego How sincere am I</p><p id="de05">These questions, I ask myself Do they reflect my sincerity Or are they just pushing me to insanity?</p><p id="1e8c">Surely a wicked man, knows deep inside And has no need to ask An honest man, should also know For his honesty breeds tranquility</p><p id="2f03">Then who is the man that asks? Is he wise, for not being complacent And always interrogating Or does it reflect his true nature That his outward glow is just a facade And deep within, he’s truly sinister</p><p id="bf0a">I don’t know any of these answers I don’t know why I ask these question Perhaps it is my isolation, that’s getting to me</p><p id="196c">Nonetheless, they still persist Searching for peac

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e Is my undying wish</p><p id="fee0">I’m not old Still have much to learn The fact that I feel so lost May just be, a stage in growth</p><p id="7595">Still I continue To look deep within And ask these questions Of who am I</p><p id="71fd">Thank you for reading and thank you to <a href="undefined">Simran Kankas</a> for this prompt. The prompt is ‘<b>“The Real Self.”</b></p><p id="cf75">Here is her piece</p><div id="f1b9" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/only-you-know-my-real-self-b882d1404b02"> <div> <div> <h2>Only You Know My Real self</h2> <div><h3>A Spiritual poetry</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*aMK61S1WxtCo1u1D)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Spiritual Tree poetry prompt

I search for meaning In these lines Reflecting, On who I truly am Even though my actions May sometimes confuse me I hope my words Are truly genuine And hopefully they will lead me To hearts desire, and show me Who I really am

Why does my soul bleed Why is it not at ease Do I truly care Or do I just like to be perceived as caring

Why do I search for darkness When surrounded by light Why am I always seeking And never satisfied Why don’t I love mine

Or maybe I do Perhaps I’m afraid To invest too much. Easier to ignore Than to fully embrace.

Or perhaps not, I don’t seem to know anymore Everything is vague, grey Uncertain.

Is my heart truly bright What do I really feel inside Am I satisfying my ego How sincere am I

These questions, I ask myself Do they reflect my sincerity Or are they just pushing me to insanity?

Surely a wicked man, knows deep inside And has no need to ask An honest man, should also know For his honesty breeds tranquility

Then who is the man that asks? Is he wise, for not being complacent And always interrogating Or does it reflect his true nature That his outward glow is just a facade And deep within, he’s truly sinister

I don’t know any of these answers I don’t know why I ask these question Perhaps it is my isolation, that’s getting to me

Nonetheless, they still persist Searching for peace Is my undying wish

I’m not old Still have much to learn The fact that I feel so lost May just be, a stage in growth

Still I continue To look deep within And ask these questions Of who am I

Thank you for reading and thank you to Simran Kankas for this prompt. The prompt is ‘“The Real Self.”

Here is her piece