This is me
I am not who they think I am
I am not who I thought I was
I am someone who doesn't have a meaning
I am just a nobody trying to become a somebody
I am a victim of self hate
Because I choose to listen to what others thought of me
I am a bystander to my own fate
Because I was told nobody would love me
I am not who they tell me I will be
I am who I say I will be
And nobody can take that away from me
I am a fighter
I am a survivor
I am me !
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I am a slave to society for they do not see me only the color of my skin and whom I've came to be, harboring my feelings inside i find that poetry is the one thing that can help release my pain all the hurt that i have built up flows from my hands to my pen to my paper and this is why i write...
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