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Who I Truly Am
I have a dream to find who I truly am,
My eyes, my hair, my mouth, my skin, and my nose.
All the hate and mean thing people say just to drag me down,
All I do is sit there and take in the hate put on me.
I cry to my cousin and he acts like I was never there
The tears were streaming down my face like raindrops on a window
I have a dream to find who I truly am,
My eyes, my hair, my mouth, my skin, and my nose.
I act like it never happened or affected me when I was truly hurting on the inside.
I didn’t want to tell anyone because I thought I would be hated even more.
All I hear in my head is “you’re not worth it” “no one loves you.”
I shut my bedroom door so my family doesn’t have to hear me cry.
Anyone and everyone won’t always be there to hear what you have to say,
I never know who to tell my true feeling to.
I have a dream to find who I truly am,
My eyes, my hair, my mouth, my skin, and my nose.
This is a part of me for the rest of my life and I need to deal with it.
Soon enough I stopped caring what other people thought of me,
I was confident again and felt happier than ever.
I acted like all the hateful and mean comments were compliments.
I blocked out everyone and everything that got in my way from being myself again,
I started feeling like I didn’t need anyone,
And soon enough I realized I needed to help myself and not let others get in my way.

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This poem is based on the I Have a Dream speech by Doctor Martin Luther King Jr. This poem was an assignment I had to do for my English teacher. I honestly loved writing about this topic because I felt happy getting this information out And I feel like it can inspire a lot of people to have self-love.