[POEM] Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder how much do you know about me,
About my conflicted thoughts to be free.


Things that I dream of, colourful and bright,
Dreams that often keep me up at night.
Feelings that I fight, with all my might,
Fights that I win, while losing my sight.



My deepest fears that haunt my life,
My happiest memory of someone in the afterlife.
Secrets that have become habits over time,
Memories of an abandoned partner in crime.



Choices that make or break a person,
Sometimes either make the condition worsen.
About the wrong choice I was forced to make,
But was the right one, mine to take?



About my present influenced by the future,
Or my past which was an eternal torture.
Yesterday, which was to provide exposure,
Or today, which brought no closure.


Sometimes I wonder how much do you know about  me,
About my struggles to find the real me.