I am...

by hannareece

November 4, 2015

I am

a daughter

a sister

a friend

I am

someone

who never says

I can

I bow down

to the crowd

afraid of

what they'll

say

I find

it hard to

look in the mirror

every day

I am

flawed

I make

mistakes

I am

fed up

I always

have to take

I take

the comments

good and bad

I am

not sorrowful

nor am I

mad

I have

a heart

a mind

a life

because

I am

HUMAN

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