Your Poetry Dot Com - Come home to myself

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along the way to you. I was trying to be so many different things to so many
different people. I just don’t know who or what I’m am any more.
Can you help me to come back home, to myself. Can you help me see
down into the real me. I just want to be what I am. I guess all that I really
want is the ok to make myself happy. I want to come home to me.
I have been putting on, so many different mask, for so long. That I can’t
tell which one is my real face anymore. The truth is that I had a different
mask for each person that would show up, at my door step.
Today is the first day. that I’m going to be me. when you look at me for
now on you get what you see. I’m going to live a life of freedom. All of you
nit pickers can just let me be. I’m free, free, free, free. I’m free like a rising
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Come home to myself
Date: Sunday, 1st February 2004 @ 01:03:29 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: jbrow

Can you help me get back home to myself. I lost the real me somehow
along the way to you. I was trying to be so many different things to so many
different people. I just don’t know who or what I’m am any more.
Can you help me to come back home, to myself. Can you help me see
down into the real me. I just want to be what I am. I guess all that I really
want is the ok to make myself happy. I want to come home to me.
I have been putting on, so many different mask, for so long. That I can’t
tell which one is my real face anymore. The truth is that I had a different
mask for each person that would show up, at my door step.
Today is the first day. that I’m going to be me. when you look at me for
now on you get what you see. I’m going to live a life of freedom. All of you
nit pickers can just let me be. I’m free, free, free, free. I’m free like a rising
sun. I came home to myself.

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