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Be Kind to Me ( A Letter to myself)


Be Kind to Me

(A Letter to myself)

By: Yasmine Nana-Yeboah

All my life I’ve felt like an orphan

No one wants you

And they treat you like there is nothing you can do

I love to smile I honestly do

But, how would you feel if no one wanted you

They treat you unkind, but smile sometimes

Their fake and they do it on purpose

I am not mad it is more like sad

I don’t know what to do, and sometimes that’s alright

I want to feel like I do in my mind

At least their my body feels kind

If it was you you’d be disappointed

But, it’s me so it must not be important

Some people are just unkind and it’s true

And if you knew what I’ve been through

Let’s just say your view would be this way too

We’re a jealous, kind, people

The fearful mind steps on all kinds of people

Afraid to show ourselves to the world

Because like I said the world’s not kind

Where are my people

Some kind of people

I call you love ones but, you do so much evil

Don’t be mad

But, are we fake

Do some stick around just to see what else you’ll make

I wish someone ran to me like they did you

Showed me love every time I’d come too

But, they don’t I mind, but somewhere in my heart I hope that I will find

A nice thing

Strong and kind thing

One that I can get along with

Who loves me with all its soul and mind

It doesn’t have to die for me, but I’ll do for it

But, if it did

Wow, I’d think it was kind or maybe blind

Why would it treat me kind, but everyone else never gave me time

I wonder if I speak do I blow its mind

Does my presence bless it with long, but soulful rhythms

If it sees me smile will it take him miles

Will he stay or call me throughout the day

Will he love me or know just how to hug me

When will it hurt me

Will its words sting or burn me

Will it be kind because he knows so many people have hurt me

Unknowingly painful and cold

It scares me to know all what this world beholds

But please be kind to me and if you love me it won’t take much just hug me with comfort as I lay in my dreams

If I saw myself I’d tell myself be calm and hold on cause at the end it all works out

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yasmine.ny.nana
<p>I wrote this poem when I felt really down and just felt like everyone around me kept putting me down and just thinking about all the things that have happened in my life. This was a way to vent and really calm myself. I don't want to walk this Earth being angry. All I can really do is have faith and believe in myslef and my&nbsp;dreams.</p>

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