This Is Me

Mon, 11/02/2015 - 18:26 -- lexbeck

I look around and see, pain which is all around me.

This is not what I am to be, I am so much more.

Like a leaf drifting in the wind, this is where my story begins.

My reflection is one I do not always admire, that is why I desire and aspire

to be the best version I can be, because This Is Me.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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