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Who am I?
I think to myself
Every compliment is a lie,
A thought i had buried
in the deepest shelf
Am i like that butterfly?
With no care in the world,
Or am i way too shy
To even utter a word?
Am i like that stone?
Easy to move and mould,
Suffering in silence alone,
Always in the cold
Am i like the sky?
Head high with pride,
Arrogance, my ally
Confidence in each stride.
Or perhaps i am smart,
Avoiding those decisions
Taken by the heart.
Do I reflect my mind?
Accustomed to the daily grind
To work hard and win,
Facing problems with a grin
I dont understand
The various people on this land
Criticizing one another
On the way they walk,
The way they stutter.
No need for classification
For everyone is a mixture,
An original creation
Each with a unique nature.
-JASMINE DAR-
Published by Jasmine Dar
7 years ago 
