Yes, you are an icon,
That is being used by everyone.
They rely on you
Some want to be you.
Yes, you are an icon,
The one that someone looks upon.
The one that can be praised,
The one that is to be raised.
Yes, you are an icon,
That is normally turned on
Just to be made angry
Not knowing it is amazing.
Yes, you are an icon.
Seen by anyone,
Ignored by many,
Rejected by many.
Yes, you are an icon.
You know how to hold on.
Be proud of what you have
And use what you have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem