Who Am I?
Who am I?
Am I someone who's good at art, music? Or even dance?
Sporty?
Good at writing?
Who am I?
Am I supposed to smile all day?
Am I supposed to follow the rules?
Am I supposed to be innocent and shy?
Who am I?
Who am I supposed to be?
All I see in that mirror is a girl looking back at me,
Someone I don't recognise,
Bruises from the fists of my own family.
The cuts from trying to escape them.
The internal breaking from the bullies in school!
The pain of having to deal with all of this because I don't know what to do.
Who am I supposed to be?
How do I stop this?
Is it because I'm....me?
~nadine
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