Red Hair Don't Care
I cannot do fancy card tricks,
I am nowhere near the top of my class,
I am just another average individual.
Except.
I have something most of them don’t.
Vibrant. Exotic. Fiery-Red.
Just a few words to describe it
Some would say it’s just a by-product.
That I’m a fake.
That I don’t deserve it.
I have heard it all.
But.
It defines me.
It has helped me become who I am today.
Confident. Strong. Ambitious.
No one gets to tell me who I am
Except
Me.
This poem is about:
Me
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