Db0 poem-remasterd

April 5, 2010
Who am I to them?
As we reenact our daily routines
Seeing the same people constantly
At the same time
Every time
Slaves to the clock
Tick tock
It’s in our thoughts
That we are part of society
But what of us as a single person?
Who are we?
We know everyone else
Yet we don’t know ourselves
How do we look to the world
What is our impression?
Is that why I ask the question
What do they think of me?
Because I don’t know what to think of myself?
Who am I to them?

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maRAWR This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 5, 2010 at 2:14 pm
like this one too!
Brian_Lambert replied...
Jun. 2, 2010 at 8:54 pm

Okay, so i liked this alot... the thing is, unlike your other poems, this one didn't really set off any emotions for me.... maybe it's because I've never taken the time to wonder what I am to other people... I dunno.


You represented your message clearly, and in a very thought provoking way, but again this one, or me, is like a step behind the others.


It's alright though, because everybody has atleast one of these. ;)

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