Hello fellow people, I have a poem for you. It is about being true to who you are. It is called ‘Dreams’ and I wrote this 5 years ago with my old teacher, so here it is.
How I live is who I am,
I try to show them.
I’m not who they make me up to be,
do they believe me or do they not?
I can’t say what I’m feeling now,
only I know the pain I feel inside.
I no longer want to hide,
I want to be free of the grasp.
I want to be who God made me to be,
I’m tired of trying to get you to see.
How much I love you, you don’t know,
Someday I will only be a soul or a thought.
Not real or existing, but just a girl with a dream that did everything but succeed.