Reginald Francois

(St. Lucia)

I Am


I am

Too nice to be called a DOG
Too evil to be called a SAINT
Too bad to be called NICE
Too nice to be called BAD

I am

Too quiet to be called LOUD
Too Loud to be called QUIET
Too humble to be called ARROGANT
Too arrogant to be called HUMBLE

I am

Too bold to be called SHY
Too Shy to be called BOLD
Too troublesome to be called a GOOD BOY
Too much of a good boy to be called TROUBLESOME

I am

What you see and nothing more
I am everything above and nothing less
Too understand is impossible
Too try is not
I am what I am

And that is……
ME

Submitted: Sunday, February 03, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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  • Adeline Foster (2/7/2012 4:22:00 PM)

    The format of this one improved over the double spacing. The subject is well done.
    Read mine - Who Am I -
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