Poem: I am Me

I am Me:

I am young, full of life
yet here comes the dark of night
here to take my joy away
oh dear joy, why won't you stay?

The struggles I go through you’re never understand 
the life you live 
Is so very easy 
compared to all I have to give

I'm not the traditional guy
You're probably wondering why

I guess on the outside, I may look like a guy
But I am different, you won't guess why
I like things that are soft and cute
and have a heart to boot

My feminine nature is free to blow in the wind
carefree, like an angelic spirit within

Like a bird wanting to fly
I wanted to be free
and yet I still
am afraid to be me

Afraid people will laugh
Afraid some will say
what the heck is wrong
with your personality?

I try to be strong
try to take a stand
try to brush it off
Won't let fate force my hand

Do you have a problem like I do?
Do you have a problem of fitting in, too?

I'm not into sports like most guys
I've actually been known to cry
but it's okay
because no one is perfect anyways

Yet some days people do
bully people like me and you
only because of our different ways
of expressing our gender personalities


People may laugh and tease
I've never been known to please
I simply go my own way
and carry on to the next day

Please have a heart, please try to understand
I am no different from your fellow man
whatever gender you are is fine
perhaps this is a sign

that true beauty is on the inside

and superficial are all your cliques

underneath appearance 

there is something more to this

You won't know what it's like
feeling different from your own gender in spite
of the fact that you know you're right
to be the person you want to be
I am similar to you, can't you see?

You won't know what it's like
sitting alone, wishing you liked sports
so that you had something in common
and that you'd have to resort
to being by yourself simply because
you don't care for sports and everyone else does

I'm not a girl, so I don't fit with them
I'm not traditionally masculine
because of that I don't fit with men

where do I fit in, then?

Back then, to be honest with you
I hated myself, in grade two
seeing how I was different, didn't quite fit in
would I ever be free from the burden within?

Not trying to brag, not trying to boast
but there was something I needed most
I definitely needed help
the confidence to be myself

I was a bit sensitive
and I guess it's just that
I just wanted someone to confide to
simply someone to talk to


You can pick the pieces of yourself off the ground
and carry on
despite not feeling like you really belong

Despite feeling flawed

I carried on

I was not weak

I was strong

People laugh

they don't understand

but I know deep down

God has a plan

for everyone, God's abundance is just

we are not just pieces of dust

to be used and abused and thrown away

everyone is different, in their own quirky way

I know now that God made me who I am

In His eyes, everyone is beautiful merely a grain of sand

within the bigger beach that makes up life

every person has the right

to feel like they are worthy of love

and respect from others, kindness above

is a gift from the heavens to us below

on us, does His blessing bestow

Now I can finally see

I may not be perfect but I am Me

Now I can finally see

I may not be perfect but I am Me       =)