I am the rock.
I keep you centered,
With your feet on the ground.
I make you feel better,
Even when I can’t make myself feel the same.
I make you laugh,
Even if I want to cry.
I am the sun shining through a rainy day,
For everyone but myself.
I am an old soul.
I give advice,
Even when I don’t get the same.
I love unconditionally,
Even if your feeling don’t correspond.
I make other people’s decisions,
Even if I can’t make one for myself.
I am mature enough to do the right thing,
Even if I love you.
I am broken.
I have feelings,
Even though I keep them inside.
I love my family,
Even though their words cut too deep.
I fight every day,
To not cry.
I am the rock,
And rocks aren’t supposed to break.
I have a roommate.
It lives in my body every day,
Making my blood thick.
I have to take shots,
Even though I don’t like needles.
I have to take pills,
Even though I can’t swallow them.
I am a Diabetic,
And I can never give up.
I am blind.
I can’t see what others see in me,
But I’m trying so hard.
I can’t see the beauty they see,
But I want too.
I can’t see the talent they see,
But I need too.
No, I can’t see the girl they see,
But I am waiting for my reflection show me the real me.
I am a mountain of puzzle pieces,
Thrown haphazardly in a box.
I am a mix of emotions.
I am a rainbow with black clouds.
I am the foundation.
I am the one who laughs the loudest.
Yet, I am the one who cries the most.
But I will rise.
I will let go of this load I carry,
And run into the sun.
I will be genuinely happy one day,
And I can’t wait for my day to come.