Who Am I?,

Like a game of charades
everything is an act until
you uncover, WHO YOU ARE
smoking weed all day
Who am I?
selling dope on the block,
cutting hair in a shop
WHO. AM. I?
exchanging shots with the opps
popping pills non-stop
parties in the parking lot
duckin’ and dodgin’ every cop
WHO. AM. I?

Old soul, heart kold
feels like I never had a voice
wore skirts and dresses as a kid
I never had a choice
WHO AM I?
around a thousand people
I still feel alone
This smile on my face is
really just my clone
I act like nothing phases me
My true feelings never show

yes
I have feelings
Just don’t know, how to control
or go
about them

My tattoos tell a story
but they can’t tell you
Who. I. am.
The true you comes from
somewhere you can’t see.
from the only thing
in your body
that beats

This cell that I reside in,
the color of my sin
That I live in
Is not me

They say your past doesn’t
define you
but MY past
made me
WHO. I. AM
TODAY.