Just me

Who I am is me

And that person I am alone

The choice always mine

To choose which image I shall hone

How should I decide

When will I know the part I play

In a world so fast

Mocking life with pure disarray

Ground is shifting fast

Dodging and leaping are my feet

Trying to keep up

On a path so vague and discrete

Bend and yield I must

Sacrificing to overcome

Barely on the beat

Of a rapidly changing drum

I don't think its me

Who really chooses who I'll be

In the sea churning

None are strong enough to swim free

I've had to be strong

In the face of those I hold dear

Courage I've mustered

When I only felt and saw fear

From within I've drawn

Deep from a pit hollow and sad

Fire from ashes

With strength I was unsure I had

All for what I love

So many bumps along the way

In self protecting

Hurt others I very well may

And some may return

Efforts we make to reconcile

Others will vanish

Bridges burned in a brittle pile

Maybe I can't choose

But other things are up to me

Perhaps who I am

Is what I see as victory

Sometimes there's triumph

With it comes glee and hard earned pride

Not all shall feel it

As no matter has just one side

My tale turns often

Housing both suffering and joy

Forged by some with care

Or twisted in a crafting ploy

Friends see me as good

Enemies hateful see me bad

I accept them both

Neither able to drive me mad