Trying To Be

I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

To let someone else
Know me
The way I tried and lost

Though I know myself
Enough
I wait for someone
To ask me who are you?

I wait for someone to
Answer that question too

I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

For someone to tell me
The shrill in my voice
And the black in my eyes

I also wait for someone
To show me the marks on my face

To reflect the imperfect pieces
Of myself
With utmost honesty

No!
I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

People come and go
And tell me something new
Every time they do

They tell me how mean I am
Or how ugly I am
They also teach me
How I could hate myself

But they ain't aware
I have self love

I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

It is a dream
Honestly
Someone telling me who I am
And not adding a pun to it

Or may be the flavour they like
Or maybe their kind of irony

But dreams come true
Often
And when they do
People tell you
Who are you

I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

I know!
But they told me
Some of them

I'm a mess
And cheap...Easily wooed

I love deeply
And laugh shyly

I hide those parts of me
From myself
That others know are imperfect

They told me
I lie to myself
And that is true

I'm not a stranger to myself
I'm just trying to be

And honestly
I don't really disagree!

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