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Who Am I?
by Lonnie Kornoely
copyright 07-07-2002


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
Who am I ?
Am I the guy that tried hard in school but always seam
to look like a fool because I was in special ed. I got
things mixed up in my head. When it came out I looked
like a fool. Thats who I was when I started school,

Who am I?
I was 5’9 240lbs I was a big guy that always frowned,
I had some glasses and was known as the slow one
around, I didn’t have allot of friends and people
laughed and criticized when ever I was around,

Who am I?
I turned into a hateful basted and gave up wearing glasses,
I started hanging with a crowd wow how it turned my life,
around. Now I was known as a gang banger and a street slanger
why did I hang with this crowd they were the only ones who let me hangout,

Who am I?
I was a dunk and high ass fool I didn’t care anymore about
school. I went to school picking fights all the people made fun
of me got a black eye. This is who I became a drunk mixed up,
kid mixed in the game living life of the streets cause gang bangin was the way for me.

Who am I?
Mixed up with thugs, drugs, and guns hangin out getting drunk as,
f#@k. Mixed up on who I really was turned into scum on the
streets with many run ins with the police. Many charges overtime
went though the system and done my time.

Who Am I?
This is where I am really mixed up I made lots of mistakes
and really f#@ked up. I am trying to figure out who I really am?
Am I a son a brother or a father it feel good being myself
but I feel alone cause I lost everyone’s trust

Who am I?
I don’t have many friends kind of a looser now you see.
I look at that and think it’s kinda funny because thats
how it all started out and how my life was turned around
now I’m on my 2nd chance I’ll accept things they way they are
and work on life the best I can but I still try to ask myself who I am?


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04-16-2006 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

I think you forgot the stanza where you are the hardworking son your mother loves, the person that's always there for a friend in need (at least you were for me), and the stanza that traces your successes one after another throughout time (some I may be aware of, some I may not be). :-)


12-30-2005 Jordan Screws    

Everyone asks this question at one time or another... I admire the courage you have to admit to the world that you made mistakes in life and support your fight to get your life together again. By exposing your soul like you have, you may prove to be an inspiration to others in a similar situation. You have a unique and up-front style of writing that seems to be a trademark of yours. Good job on this and I wish you well on your life journey!


11-01-2003 Dawn Staple    

Hi Lonnie, I was in my 60's before I really found myself. Till then I kept floundering because I WAS TRYING TOO HARD! I wish you a successful SECOND CHANCE and send my best wishes, DAWN in UK


07-07-2002 Peggy Bertrand    

Lonnie,

I feel all of us wonder this age old original question in our lives... Thanks for posting this piece.

Peggy


07-07-2002 Lonnie Kornoely    

This is one I wrote a while ago I have just found it on a disk and thought I would post it. I just was trying to point out when I wrote it how life has a funny way of bringing situations around for a second chance. Betty your right this is something that everyone does sit back and ask themself from time to time.



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