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I am a blade of grass
A victim of the world
Just here until the earth stops providing
Until the earth stops its twirl.
I am a whisper in the wind
A secret in your ear
If you play your cards right, 
Maybe someday, you will hear.
I am a feather from an angel’s wing
Flapping in the breeze
Strength for those who need me
Whom I try so hard to please.
I am just a child
Who is all alone in her thoughts
Left to brave the dark hallway of my mind
Looking for the rhythms to be sought.
I am a little flower
Searching through darkness to the light
Trying to make her place known in the world
And just trying to take flight.
All you see is just a little girl
Blessed with a gift she doesn’t deserve
But I must prove that you are wrong 
And I must prove to you my worth.
I am a poet who tries to find words
To express her true feelings
Twisting, churning them into rhymes
So the reader can do the unreeling.
On the outside of my shell,
I appear to be on a “happy spree”
No problems, heartache, or despair
Just a child who is carefree.
But inside, I am easily hurt,
A fragile, china soul
I am a person afraid of change
Who never wants to let go.
I am a shy, timid doll
Sitting on a shelf
Waiting for someone to notice and dust her off
And introduce her to herself.
I do not know exactly who I am,
Only what I appear to be
I know you’re think that I’m crazy
Well, maybe so, but that’s me.
I am but a lonely cloud 
Lost in the sea of stars
I long to be like the others
But I know I have to raise the bar.
This is only my appearance
Not what I am inside
But if you want to know the true me,
You have to find out what I hide.
I am a secret-keeper,
Concealing my emotions to stay strong
Because all my life, I’ve had to care
For the ones who don’t think I belong.
Well, maybe I don’t belong
But I will make my presence known 
Because that’s just who I am
The position to which I have grown.
I am a student, 
A person,
A character in our comic strip world,
Whose true feelings are rarely ever spoken.
I am only trying to find
What I need to become a gem
Living in this mean, stereotypical world
I need to find out who I am.
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