I'm Sure: Short Poem

By: Kayla Pinkerman

​I wasn’t sure
I had never been sure
Of who I was
Who I was supposed to be
Of how I fit into this cruel world
This world which so violently twirls


I once had an idea
A beautiful idea
It was a glance into my future
But it was blown away with the wind
It was the wind that came with the sigh of frustration
When that idea was crushed by other’s intimidation


Now I find that many things have passed
That idea which was blown away
That time of which I wasn’t sure
Both are in a time long passed
And I have an idea
Now I’m sure