Dear Kemauri

Dear Kemauri,

Is it okay if I call you that? 

I know you prefer Keke.

Why is that? Have you let someone ruin your name

for you?

Has your past made you afraid

of it? 

What consequences followed,

with the sound of your name? 

Were you beaten as a consequence?

Were you screamed at as a consequence?

Were you reprimanded as a consequence?

You cannot define yourself by your past

You cannot drown yourself in

sorrow

because you have dissapointed 

others.

You cannot shame yourself for the mistakes

you have made.

You are everything I want to be,

you are everything you need to be.

You deserve the world

and nothing less.

Don't allow anyone to make you think otherwise.

 

Yours Truly,

Kemauri

This poem is about: 
Me

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