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New Day


 

Who am I? That’s a question I have asked for many years, a question that has caused me to shed many tears, believing it will be answered by the acceptance of my peers who for 13 years told me i would grow up to be weird,but today is a new day, and I am no longer the same way

 

Who was I? I was the boy who hid behind bushes at recess,watching the other kids play,wishing that one day I can say “I wanna play”,but with my soft voice,they often passed me off as gay,but today is a new day, and I no longer speak the same way

 

Who was I? I was the highly educated, self motivated, most dedicated nerd of my class....I remember crying to my dad when I asked “What race am I” everyone said I was white on the inside,and for a while, I kept on asking why until I opened my eyes and. realized.....they just didn’t accept me,but today is a new day,and I no longer feel this same pain

 

Who was I? I was the “Oreo” boy, the “ate the cheese sandwich” boy,the “give that stick a sandwich” boy,the “you can’t afford new shoes” boy,so when I found somebody less fortunate than me,it gave me pride to try and destroy their joy.But today is a new day,and I no longer express my insecurities in the same way

 

Who was I?I was a follower, playing “follow the leader” with fake friends who wasn’t truly being themselves either.Punching a teacher in class because I wanted to have friends so bad,but when the brakes fell off and it all got out of control,I’m the one responsible. But today is a new day,and I have a message i am no longer afraid to say

 

Yes,I was the kid who couldn’t get a girl.Yes,I was the kid who got booed off stage,but me letting what people say crush my spirit was my biggest mistake.I am not gay,I don’t face malnourishment ,this is not coming from a place of pain,but from a place of empowerment 

 

They say the sky is the limit,but we sent robots to mars.You can choose to hold yourself down like gravity,but I am gunning for the stars. I was put on earth to lead,even if the darkness is overwhelming.Thats why when God named me Shyne,he knew what he was doing.Today is a new day,and I am now stronger in every single way

 

 

 

 

 

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