Still Unknown
I still have no identity
Confused
Who I really want to be
If there were a place called
Lonliness arena
I would be playing there
Staying there
Perhaps in a pup tent
When I was eleven bravo
In the army infantry
Even a baker
A belly shaker
A candlestick maker
Not
Still uncertain of the future
If there is one
So you want to know
What I want to be
Even a poet
With no calamity
poem by Matt Mondschein
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