So many things,
That I want to change.
Thses things,
About me,
About my life,
I wish could've been different.
People,
Places,
Familiar faces,
Falling away.

But ifnone of it happened.
Who would I be?
Would I bewho I am?
Who I write what I have written?
Would I love, like I love now?
Would I know how,
To be strong,
To get along?
Would I beweak,
Unable to speak?
Would I still,
Be consumed,
By unbearable fear?
Would I enjoy,
Being loved,
Since it is so rare?
Would I even be happy?

If he never left,
If our money we still had,
I'd be ignorant,
And glad.

I wouldn't have learned,
How to find,
What they didn't want me to find.

But would I be me?
Is this who I am,
Supposed to be?
Was I meant to suffer,
So others wouldn't have to?
Are the poems I write,
Going to help anyone?
I want to change,
But who would I be?
Would I like her?
Who would I be?
Or I am supposed to be,
This person.
Forever, more.

That is really good, Something many people think about a lot
If I hadn't married him what would I have done instead? If I hadn't run into this person and gotten this job where would I have ended up at? If I hadn't changed my mind and moved back to my home town?
So many questions. And you have to wonder if they are better left unanswered or not.

Thanks!

This one is good, but could use a little work in order to make it more readable and have a better form to it for the flow. If you don't mind, when I have time, I would like to edit it some for you. I know that it's from your own heart, but I think that I know from where you are coming with your thoughts.

Please let me know if it's okay for me to do that?

Please keep writing!!

Thanks!