Here I am
Just me
Nobody important
Just a girl
I am what you want me to be
Innocent and sweet
Or devilishly bad
Trying to be
loved
Complicated mind
Scarred heart
Troubled soul
But I smile
People stare as I walk by
I don't even try
I just am
I walk with a swagger in my hips
Sensuality my gift, my curse
I break hearts
I mend them
I am this woman
Enigma is my name
This is how I was created
I am not to blame
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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