It's Just Me

Moving against the tides
has always been me.
Never followed the crowd
and it was lonely.
Always searching for answers,
never satisfied.
Always leary of falseness
and those who have lied.

Not an easy life
when you reject
so many things
that others accept.
I question myself
why I'm this way?
I don't have the answer
but at the end of the day

I know it's just me.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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