Who am I?
I got her pact.
Its Me
Who gievs the trouble.
Who is Me?
I don't know.
Who am I asking?
Me?
I don't feel good.
Me either.
I am up
I am down.
One day I care.
One day I don't.
One day I'm happy.
Next day I frown.
I think I know it all.
I don't know nothing.
I found it out.
Then I forgot.
Whats going on.
I'm going off.
Some call it tripping.
I call it gripping.
Am I talking to Me?
Or is it I?
I wish I could let Me know.
Why can't I just tell Me so.
Who am I
Or is that Me?
I really should know
Would you see for Me?
Oh! Are you trying to help Me?
Then where will I be?
For I was smart and happy
Until I wrote this poem for Me.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-am-i-no-who-is-me/
