Lately I have been searching for ways to understand me.
I have tried to look deep inside and there is nothing.
To see, to feel and to love.
I have never love and I do not know how to love.
The only thing I know is I do not know the person I want to be.
The person that can stand tall and fight any mountain that keeps me from being me.
I do not like the person I see.
I do not like the person I am trying to be.
I just know I like the pain that I bring onto me.
The pain that runs deep into my soul that spills out all over me.
The truth is something that I cannot see.
I no longer cry for the hurt I bring.
I just smile and pretend that I like the pain.
The truth remains is that I do not like me.
Could it be I just do not know me