This Is Who I Am
Back in the day when I was a young girl,
They said my teeth should be white as a pearl.
They said I needed makeup to be glam,
But now I know that this is who I am.
In middle school, they said I was too fat,
And that my hair was a little bit flat.
I cried and cried until I was pale blue,
I thought that I just needed something new.
They made fun of the way my skin was hued,
I didn’t know how kids could be so rude.
I started taking all of their advice,
Which only led to my further demise.
After many years of not being me,
Out of these constructs, I needed to be.
In order to “glow up” I concluded,
You don’t need clothes or to be included.
In high school, I began to be more me,
I thought that maybe that would be the key.
I focused more on taking my exams,
And now I know that this is who I am.
To stop caring what others think of you,
Just know that you’re strong enough to pass through,
Inside there is a light bright as a star,
And remember that this is who you are.
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