Light of the World

Tear down the make up

Tear down the perfection

Tear down every embellishment

See me without my disguise

 

I am not special

I am not flawless

I am not the smartest of my kind

I am just a child of God

 

Created with a purpose

To show off the gift of life

To bless the world with more love, more hope,

With more light

 

I am living

I am standing

I am able to speak my mind

And now I tell the world

 

That my disguise

Only hides my most special gift

From the world to see

From myself to realize

 

The most special gift to be myself

To be the light that I was meant to be

with no shame, no fear,

Just pride

This poem is about: 
Me

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