everything i am

a poem about identity

for everything i am,

there is everything i’m not.

what a complicated feeling,

that often leaves me distraught.

if every action i make is a vote for the person i’m choosing to become,

i can’t help think about the ballots left undone.

a reality i’d rather ignore, however it may be true…

i’m something at every moment,

but never everything in one.

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