I'm not her and I'm not him
I'm not happy and I'm not sad.
I'm not the person that you though I was
I am me and that is that.
I'm not a morning person
I'm not a mother
I'm not a father
I am me and that is who I am.
I am the unwanted
I am the one they look at from afar
I am the one that is different from you and them
This is me and I like it.
This is me, dark black and pale.
This is me a different person then others.
Why would i change me when I like it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this poem. It reminds me of something. But who ever wrote it congrats! It is awesome.