MyselfA Poem by Rebecca Pall
I am myself
But what does that mean? Perhaps brand-new flower Waiting to be seen I am limited But what does that show? A small little bulb That's struggling to grow I am unique But what does that say? That I can be myself Without anyone getting in my way I am deathly afraid of judgement But how is that perceived? That I am afraid of what is said And how my own actions get received If I'm myself That's a good thing But the judgement can hurt And leave an eternal sting
© 2015 Rebecca PallReviews
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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