Labeled

Labels

I am born to a family labeled

Before I could walk

Before I could talk

I am labeled

 

By the color of my hair

Or how I sit in a chair

By the color of my skin

Or my thoughts within

I am labeled

 

If I was your friend

Would you try and amend

Would you look me up and down

And do nothing but frown

I am labeled

 

Love or hate

Make or break

Loose or win

I am labeled

 

Get up and stand tall

Give everything your all

Love who you are

I am LABELED  

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

Comments

shelby.jon

love yourself for who you are and do not let anyone put a label apon you.

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