What it doesn't do is break me

Yes when I'm outside
I see it all
I see the negative and the positive
In relation to me
It really doesn't sway my opinion of me
I am the person that you see 
I can never be another
To duplicate would be a struggle
People's actions used to define me
Yes when I was blind
Then I freed myself to become the individual that I am meant to be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace