Who Am I? by Gestli

Who am I?”

We all start fresh on our journey,

not new to the world but unique to ourselves,

a long way is waiting to be discovered,

all just by yourself.

We have many meanings,

we are divided into these,

they are what makes us the person who we reflect,

But knowledge nor experience shall keep you apart

from realizing what you want.

We are humans in bones,

our fists look strong,

the outer look is just a superficial feature,

your whole is inside you,

You have to dig harder to find it new.

We can have dreams, traditions, expectations, hopes, likes and dislikes,

Our behavior is not a cruel robot,

A feeling’s company is only for humans,

Wherever you go, you keep them locked in your pockets.

We are not meant to be defined from our life situation,- many say

If there is something that you should now,

is YOU and the magic sparks inside you,

Never underestimate the power of the hero inside yourself

You just have to find it out!

“ TO BE ”

To be a person like you,

it is difficult but it is true,

we all are made from matter,

our uniqueness is not sold in a letter,

What defines us partially,

are outer or inner property,

What keeps us in mind,

that we are one, right after the dawn,

is what we have become.

Pain is a heavy feather,

There is no escape with a ladder,

You can not say, you are done,

There are many things to be finished alone,

To be a human, nothing more I ask,

Through tall forests I request,

Don’t mind to be free as a bee,

Don’t mind to be you next to me.