someone. #poetry

I wonder
if I will ever learn
to be someone I’m not
because the someone I am
is not the someone
I need to be


©2018 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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18 Responses to someone. #poetry

  1. Cyranny says:

    I like the poem, but I disagree 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  2. This is amazing…but also sad. 😕

    Liked by 2 people

  3. I can relate to this so much. I understand where you are coming from even if others don’t. Thank you for this

    Liked by 1 person

  4. grumpygorman says:

    so simple, so ripe with meaning.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Meg says:

    Excellent poem. Sometimes I feel like I am someone else, public persona versus private (real) me. Who knows if anyone would like the real me? 😳

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Suewade says:

    What a beautiful poem x

    Liked by 1 person

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