Am I – A Poem

If I were lain amongst a golden field

Would I move?

Do I retain the capability of life?

Or is just being more important?

I shut out all that is not myself

And should another seep in

A fire starts in my brain

To burn up their influence

And return I.

An I for an I.

I cannot be happy as me

I must find oblivion

For an identity.

Published by Lilymaeportman

I'm Lily, an actor, writer & voice over artist.

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