This is Who I Am
Who I am
Are words that
Must be
Spoken.
My drawings tell
Deeper stories that
Hide the pain.
My words flow
Like the pouring
Of rain that
Keeps me hidden.
Who am I
Is a cast or a
Out that
Sings a muses
Tune.
Who am I
Is a shape shifter
That hides
In the shadows.
Who am I
Are my words.
Who stands
For rights and
My own.
I am me
And I will
Not change.
Who am I
Is not a curse
But a gift.
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