Who Am I?

Who am I but a ghost in the background



Just another face in this enormous crowd



Easily forgotten and easily replaced



A fighter, a warrior



Both fearful and afraid



I am someone to rely on when no one else is there



helping ones with problems



That to me struck so near



Trying to aid the ones in need



Experienced in feelings of abandonment, fear, and solidarity



Putting the needs of others as my main priority



Shy and reserved when the light shines on me



Not a word of my problems spoken aloud



Yet eager to help others with their own



I am a sword when fighting for others



A broken shield when fighting for myself



Riddled with hidden strengths I am blind to



Yet visibly clear to others with a single look



I am a fighter, a survivor



I am simply myself

This poem is about: 
Me

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