I’ve always hated the saying “Don’t forget who you are”, it used to fill my gut with anger. It implied that everybody else knew me better than I knew myself, that they knew the “real” me and I didn’t. The implication is that change is bad, but my life is a constant journey, every day I am not the same person I was yesterday. I am no longer the little girl my family wants me to be nor am I the ‘nerd’ my peers expect me to be, I am just me in all my ever changing forms.
“Don’t forget who you are”
stop spewing lies
their hot bullets
from your mouth
from the barrel of the gun
I can almost feel it
the regret on your tongue
your anger wounding me
without a word
just a stare
Maybe you’re afraid
afraid of the truth
afraid it will burn
afraid it will shatter glass
break your fantasies
Wipe your tears
I won’t forget who I am
only who you want me to be
the girl you knew yesterday
isn’t the woman you see today
