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  • Writer's pictureBrianna O'Keefe

Who Am I?

So, this is a question I've been asking myself basically as long as I can remember. I never really knew who I was, only who I wanted to be and till this day I'm not totally sure if that's enough for me?


Anyway here's a poem to explain:


I travel this world, by car by plane. Never doing as told occasionally walking into pain. People are tough but I've grown tougher. I don't mean to be rough towards you or another. I'm just doing my own things, staying in my own lane. Tying these strings getting tangled in bane. I know I'll figure it out with you or without. No need to doubt, scream or shout. So maybe one day I'll learn, a thing or two about me. Then maybe I'll lose all concern in who I aught to be.


Try and be happy today,

Brianna


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