Competition for Who Am I
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When I hear this song, takes Me back to when I felt... Sweet. Cute. Loving. Innocent. When I was
AMONG
YOU
I knew I Could do You no wrong.
I was brand fresh to stimuli of discoveries.
The one who cries herself to sleep.
The one who thinks she is the misunderstood,
Is no longer alive.
Period.
Everyday I went through the motions
Stopping only to talk to people
Who tell me I am not enough.
"I am not smart enough
I am not funny enough
I am not pretty enough
I am not skinny enough"
I am, Colors of life
©2014, D. G. Zarlenga PhD
(I release my copyright to this completion)
I dream over the wings of eagles.
