You Get What You Get Poetry

This is the thing you should never forget.

Huh?

Who am I?
I am me.
You are you.
He is he.
They are them.
She is her.
On this I know we all concur.

To me I’m I.
To you I’m you.
We are us.
And us is who?
Who are we?
I’ve not a clue.
But you like me
And I like you.

Disagreement

I do.
No, you don’t.
I will.
No, you won’t.
I can.
No, you can’t.
I shall.
No, you shan’t.

He must.
No, he mustn’t.
He does.
No, he doesn’t.
He should.
No, he shouldn’t.
He could.
No, he couldn’t.

We fight.
Yes we do.
Make up.
That is true.
You love?
Only you.
And I
Love you too.

Presents

People are like presents,
the good stuff is inside.
So often we put on a mask
in order for to hide

The person who we really are,
the one authentic you.
It’s scary letting others know
a you that’s foreign to

Their preconceived assumptions
of who it is you are.
It’s easier to just fit in
but then you will be far

From just the very person,
you know yourself to be.
So help unwrap the gift that’s you.
Unwrapping sets you free.

Wanting

I wanted a sister
I wanted one bad.
I wanted a sister
Talked to mom and dad.
I wanted a sister
Thought they understood.
Brought home a brother
Now I’m stuck for good.