Nekaybaw
Who am I?
Wouldn't you like to know?
I'm going to let you in on a little secret,
I would too.
Why am I the way I am?
Why do I care so much about future plans?
I often stare at those like me,
Who act as if their lives are care free.
How can they be so secure,
While I am always unsure?
Unsure about everything that matters most.
Unsure about what I want and where I want to go.
I know I want to go to college,
To better myself.
Yet why is this decision proving to be so poor for my health?
I'm always stressing, wondering what's worth my time anymore.
I don't even find comfort in buying new clothes from the store.
But I have realized something I almost forgot,
That no matter how hard things seem to get, they're not.
I have the power to change what I feel isn't right.
I am able to live a happy life.
One filled with love, laughter, and minimal pain.
Yet if anything seems hard again,
I know who I am and who I will always be.
I am Nekaybaw,
The most original me.
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