I Will Be Me

I never really knew who I was,
I always adapted to my surroundings.
I clung on to the people around me and turned into someone they wanted, just because I wanted to be liked.
Trying to blend in like a chameleon hiding from predators, but instead of a hawk up above, I’m hiding from the real me.
I hide from what I want to be and I hide from reality because I fear.
I fear of the words people will call out me.
Words of hatred and disgust spewing from their mouths.
Comment after comment. Insult after insult. Rumor after rumor.
I fear these words because I have seen what they have done.
I am terrified to become like that girl who has been buried 6 feet under for loving another girl.
I am terrified to become like the boy who wears long sleeves during the summer because of the silver cat that scratches him.
I am petrified to become like of those people who have been tormented and abused by the words of others.
I want to get to know who I am.
Who am I? Who do you know me by?
Am I the quiet girl in the back of the classroom? Or am I the flirtatious boy going after all the girls?
Am I that one kid you always see in the band room laughing? Or am I the person you always see crying in the bathroom stall?
Who am I to you? Tell me, I want to know who I am.
I don’t want to be afraid anymore. I don’t want to hide!
Let the girl rise from the grave! Have the boy put the cat down and show off his arms!
We should not be scared anymore!
We have nothing to fear!
Words? Words can be erased. Words can be blocked out. We are stronger than this and we can find ourselves.
I no longer want to destroy myself just to have other become fond of me.
I no longer want to hide and dress how others want.
I will no longer be what they want.
I will only be what I want.
I will be me. I will be me. I will be me

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Deep insightful poem. Cadence is extremely good.


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