Who am I…
when I stop being afraid
stop pretending
give up trying to be somebody, and
finally give in to being me?
I’m not…
the person I thought I was
wanted to be
was to please someone else, or
imagined one night all alone
The easiest thing, and
the hardest thing in the world
is being who you are
without trying, and
without being anyone or anything
All of us stray from ourselves, and
forget who we are
Next time you lose yourself, just remember
you are the subject, searching
for what you aleady are
Poetic Alchemist 
Alex: Thanks and glad you liked it.
I really like this, it’s one of the best
“searching for what you aleady are”
Beautifully put, Don. As always your words, like sign posts, point the way.
Blessings to you and your wonderful words
…Z
i can relate to this. well done!
Yes!
So very true. Thanks for the reminder!
Floots: Thanks. Cheers to you.
i like this 🙂
cheers