I Am But A Person

Eyes like marbles, brown, blue, and green,

Button nose, undefined, lies inbetween. 

Lips lie below, small and thin,

A quiet voice and creative mind hidden within. 

Lost in translation, the girl left behind,

Shy and forgiving, loving and kind. 

I am forgotten, yet I won't be ignored,

Giving in to my depression was an idea I abhorred. 

I have struggled, battled, perservered and overcome, 

Here I am today to tell you who I've become.

I am. . . myself, I am one of a kind,

I am one in a million, I am undefined. 

Who am I but a person, but a person is fine.

I am original, I am perfect by design.