Poems Shaped Me

July 7, 2018

I am bold and unique

I wonder where I'll go, where I'll be

I hear a cry, a faint cry

I see a door, opening only for me

I want to smile, making others proud

I am Me, when I'm around

I pretend to smile

I feel a strain

I touch a moment, where I can be me

I worry I'm not enough

I cry with fear

I am Me, without a doubt

I understand who I am, learning more every night

I say I can make it, do all with my might

I dream about the future, so pure, so clean

I try to write a verse, struggling with the keys

I hope I can make it to the end

I am Me, only me, always me

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