Afraid

November 6, 2015

I am fortunate

Beyond all, I am fortunate

To have the world's knowledge within my reach

And teachers who are willing to teach

When I seek help they are there

Their knowledge willing to share

Fortunate to have my mother

My sister, my dad, and my brother

I am afraid

My heart on my sleeve arrayed

Fear and I are a familiar pair

So are me and despair

I am vulnerable

Oh, so vulnerable

With my soul no longer barred

But still much too marred

I am me and only me

More than I'm categorized to be

Much beyond Latina

Una bailarina

I am free, to be me

Yet I remain

All the same

Afraid

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