Me Poem by Angelica Adams
Me
I'm beautyful,
In my own way.
I make others,
Feel good bout themselves.
Sometimes i fade,
Fade off in my own.
World so that,
No one can see me.
I'm always worrying,
Bout something.
Or just plain out,
Everything.
I care bout,
Others more than myself.
But that's how,
I was tought.
I was tought,
To put others before me.
And to respect,
Anyone and everyone.
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