I Am Me Poem by Vanessa Dizon Alvarez

I'm not pristine, I'm not a saint,
I've worn my flaws like weathered paint.
I've made mistakes, I've said what's wrong,
But every scar has made me strong.

I've loved too deep, I've trusted blind,
Yet still I rise with heart aligned.
I wouldn't change a single thread
Each choice I made, each tear I shed.

You see the cracks, but miss the gold,
The warmth beneath what's uncontrolled.
If you can't look beyond the mess,
Then losing me is your distress.

I am not perfect, never was—
But I am me, and that's because
I've lived, I've learned, I've dared to be
The best and boldest version—me.