Everything that makes me.

 

Everything that makes me.

Everything that people see.

Everything that people don’t .

Is what makes me the person I am

People can spit

People can bite

People can tease

Everything that hurts me

Everything that tears me  down

Everything that makes me doubt

Is what makes me the person I am

 

People can change you.

People can challenge you.

People can take you as you are.

I am not a cartoon character

In a book of rhymes

I am a person who is running out of time

In a world of yes

In a world of no

I am who I want to be

 

Everything that makes me.

Everything that I dream to be.

Is what makes me the person I want to be

Not my parents

Not my face

But what is inside the rest

My heart is tainted, but my will is strong

The box that held me in is gone

I am different

But that's okay

I decide how I write my story anyway

I am free to be who I want to be

That is what makes me, me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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