This Is Me

This is me
This is who I am
Im  not a girl of good fortune
Yes, I went to school
Yes, a two parent home is my origin
Ask
Is this me ? 
My pride
My ego
I refuse to look down on those less fortunate 
Why? 
Because I'm less fortunate 
No, not homeless
This is me
I lack the knowledge. 
Knowledge to know how the world works 
Blind to see people for who they are
Oblivious to the signs. 
This is my silent killer. 
The killer that roars loud in the end. 
This is me 
I try to hide.
Hide behind what isn't there. 
Bring me from the other side, 
Or kill me now for this I swear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
October 2, 2017 at 12:44 PM
Very visceral and straight-up honesty expressed in this impactful poem, Meredith. Powerful poetry indeed. May love light your path always.
Lee Sr. Avatar
September 27, 2017 at 3:42 PM
Love this verse very much. WRITE ON James
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