Question Mark

[twowza]

Question Mark


Am I free?

Was I ever truly me?

Am I still

the person I wanted to kill?

My skin isn’t right,

every day is a fight

to find myself and understand

who I am and for what to stand

the struggle magnified by my elders who

force upon me what is and isn't true

but I am no sheep, I question

Unwilling to conceal or bend per every suggestion

I am a question mark, a squiggle and a dot

in a world which never gives a second thought

I really love how you related yourself and your life to a question mark. I like the first 5 lines because they are raw and honest. I'm not sure how I feel about the rhyming, it doesn't feel well thought out. It would be good to change up the sentence structure and rhythmic structure once you realize you are not a sheep, and again when you say you are a question mark. I have a question though, are you a question mark to yourself, or just the world?