Why Me

I'm willing to give up the sunshine warming my ice cream covered hands

I'm willing to give up the feel of loving hands twisting and brushing my hair

But never my identity

this is every word I’ve read and every word I’ve rebelled

this is how I find myself in places I shouldn’t be in

So if you placed me in some god forsaken place

Know that I will still treasure what I have left

and that is the fragments of myself

If I lose myself, I lose everyone else