I thought I was a son <br />My life, when had begun <br />I thought I was the one <br />When I knew I’d but won <br />I thought I was so rich <br />With my dreams forever in pitch <br />I thought I was so poor <br />When she left; behind that door <br /> <br />I thought I was in here <br />The soul though was out there <br /> <br />I thought I could realize <br />What I was. To emphasize <br />What I was in what I am <br />But then the stars seemed so bright <br />I could not just face the light <br />I ran forth. <br />In time <br />The past seemed to outrun me <br />I think I spoke to shadows. <br />For somewhere out in utter space <br />Was someone who knew my ways? <br />The past in me to embalm <br />Those lines on my right palm <br />The myth that blinded the human race <br />In a mirror to see that face <br /> <br />To see who I was <br />Who I was <br />Who I am <br />Who am I?<br /><br />Rosmin Elsa Mohan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-am-i-356/
