I am Human

I am different

I am nervous with sweaty hands

Scared to get in front of the class and share my knowledge

I am the quiet one, but then I realize,

I am me

I realize everyone is different with struggles

Now I rise

I stand up and speak for myself

I am no longer afraid, I am confident.

I let the world know who I am, the great being I am

I am the one who smiles, who loves, and cares

I am human.

  

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