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I Am Me
Being whatever they want me to be
Whoever I wasn’t
Disrespectful
Rude
Messy
The place taker
The money giver
The person who was always there
I believed I was happy
Cause they were happy and I enjoyed the feeling of being loved
But it was fake love, The love I made myself believe
People smiled in my face and talked about me
As if they were any better than me
As if they haven’t given up their pride to please others
As if we all haven’t given up who we truly are
It’s sad to live in such a hateful world
The struggle to not commit suicide
But wasn’t I here for a reason
Shut the world out, smile on
Making people believe I was happy
Wasn’t I good?
And it became an everyday routine
They want me to
Bring them places
The Movies
The Mall
Buy them food
Handle their light weight
And I’m just an idiot
All along they never liked me
They were mean to me, but I was stupid,frustrated,
alone, and depressed
Cause I wasn’t happy and wasn’t myself
Cause I was lying to myself about who I was
Now I see the light
I see who was there
I see who truly loves me
My boyfriend, mom, dad, brothers, grandma
Never betrayed me
Now I have my pride
My respect
A reason to live
Because I’m beautiful as Apherdite
As amazing as Tyra Banks on the runway
I love that I have enough hair to flow in the
wind as I walk.
I love how when I smile people tell me how perfect
my teeth are.
I owe that all to God
I AM ME !

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It describes the dark place I went to, how I felt in that time, and when I was brought out.