I am Not a Poem

I am not a poem.
I don’t have any rhyme.
Not even rhythm, I think.
I wish I could be one, though.
Because people think that poems are beautiful.
That they are deeper than what meets the eye.
I would like to be that.
Deep. Like a well,
Where one can always quench the thirst.

I don’t know who I am.
Some say that I am a poem,
But they don’t even know me.
I think they just want me to feel better,
So they lie.
I’d like to know who I really am.

What about you?
Are you a poem?
Deeper than what meets the I?

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