I Am But A Person
Eyes like marbles, brown, blue, and green,
Button nose, undefined, lies inbetween.
Lips lie below, small and thin,
A quiet voice and creative mind hidden within.
Lost in translation, the girl left behind,
Shy and forgiving, loving and kind.
I am forgotten, yet I won't be ignored,
Giving in to my depression was an idea I abhorred.
I have struggled, battled, perservered and overcome,
Here I am today to tell you who I've become.
I am. . . myself, I am one of a kind,
I am one in a million, I am undefined.
Who am I but a person, but a person is fine.
I am original, I am perfect by design.