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Because I’m Me

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2009

Just because I’m a girl
it doesn’t mean I’m weak

Just because I’m white
it doesn’t mean I have rich parents who buy me everything

Just because I’m naturally blonde
it doesn’t mean I’m stupid

Just because I’m young
it doesn’t mean I can’t think for myself

Just because I like girls
it doesn’t mean I’m a sl*t

Just because I don’t always say how I feel
it doesn’t mean your stereotypes don’t hurt me

Should it matter
my gender?
my race?
my hair color?
my age?
my sexuality?

Shouldn’t who I am or how I feel have a say?

Just because this is all I can be

Just because I’m me…

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March 1st, 2019

She joked that she’d always love me
In sickness and in health
And I lounged hungover in her robe
Before I passed out on her couch
And when I drove away
I never knew it’d be for good
One year flew by too fast
With memories of texts misunderstood
And the bridges we burned
But the love never fades
In a friendship left barren
Is this too late to save
And I keep the earrings
That she never wore
In the trunk of my car
Because I don’t want to forget her
Close, but not close enough
I keep the memories locked up
But what a crime that two people that love one another
Can find a day where they don’t know each other

The Real Me

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November 4th, 2018

Everyday I wake up and look in the mirror
I smile and say I’m fine
But I know that’s not the truth
When I’m living a life that’s not mine
Some people know my story
Some say they’re thankful to meet someone like them
But when they see the real me
They walk away because they can’t comprehend
That I actually have a disease
My depression is not a trend
My anxiety is crippling
And I just needed a friend
But they take the first out that they get
Because friends come and go
And I can’t get too close
To someone who doesn’t know
Because I drop my walls
To those who don’t say goodbye
It’s hard to stop myself
When I don’t have to live my lie
But people don’t like the real me
They want the version I don’t know
So I will keep my distance
With a smile and a show

Note: I read a new poem this week. If you can’t tell, I was unpracticed and extremely nervous. However, this is the real me.