The Big Picture

I came to win and conquer
instead of hiding from my
imperfections. I am designed
in the image of God. I may be
weird, yet very optimistic but
guess what? God made me
this way. I am like a ball
shooting inside a string of
white basketball hoops.
I was brought into
this beautiful earth alone.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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