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The Pretender
by Joan SerratelliI don't understand
what's become of me
When I look in the mirror.
I see someone who
resembles me
But somewhere along the line
I seem to have lost
the person who I
used to be
I've been replaced
by a person
I don't know or want
to know
The real me is lost
somewhere admist the ruins
I've created
in my mind
The person who I've become
she's not the one I was
She's a mere pretender
of the person who used
to be me 04/16/2006 Posted on 04/16/2006
Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Peter Humphreys on 04/16/06 at 09:10 PM This is a really important message. I also think it is important not to feel too downhearted when I look in my mirror, because there is still a teenager trying to get out! |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 04/20/06 at 09:15 PM Yes, it's so easy to get lost within when we can't reconcile our external world with our internal world, and when the past dictates the understanding of who we are, or want to be, now. Essence always remains the same, though our perceptions change...if only WE could change our perception instead of the perception changing US. I see the pain and despair in this poignant piece and empathize. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/25/06 at 04:30 PM Simple, straight forward expression that speaks volumes. "Oh what a tangled web we weave." :o) |
| Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 05/01/06 at 07:17 AM Congratulations on POTD! Top Ten? Lady, you are THE POEM for May Day. When I read this piece I felt so connected to you through a shared experience. So often when I start to shave I wonder who is that man looking back at me? What did he do with Karl? |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 05/06/06 at 11:17 PM When talking about the stages of life this should be added... looking in the mirror and thinking "who the hell is that?" This poem works on different levels and it's excellently done... Ta |
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