"I am Sam, Sam I am"

You look at my Facebook 

And what do you see?

Pictures with filters

To cover the true me.

There are scars and dark circles

Under my eyes,

With freckles all over

That would cover the skies.

You’ll see scraps and bruises

Cover my knees,

With thighs that are so big

You can’t give them a squeeze.

Without the filters

These features are revealed,

Something I clearly

Would rather be sealed.

Aside from the physical

My mental state is grim.

Believing hope is nothing

But a light that is dim.

I may be blunt

But there are secrets inside,

I don’t trust many

Or have many by my side.

Many people don’t like

How blunt I can be,

It seems this is why

Many people hate me.

Behind the façade

And mask I wear,

I’m a good person

Who really does care.

I love all of the people

Who are close to me,

Who understand my humor

And like what they see.

I may not feel accepted

By many around,

But I am glad for all the friends

I have found.

I am starting to truly

Accept who I am,

Without all this stuff

I am truly Sam.