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I Know
You’re small
I know
You’re quiet
I know
You’re breakable
I know
You’re weak
I know
You’re weird
I know
There is nothing wrong with you
You think you know
You aren’t good enough
You don’t know
You aren’t worth it
You will never know
You are just another face
Tell me something I don’t know
You think you know me
But you Don’t know
I know I’m small
I know I’m breakable
I know I’m weak
I know I’m weird
I also know that there is something wrong
That I can be good enough
That I am worth it
You simply just don’t know
You don’t think that I’m invisible
But I know you don’t see me until you have to
You don’t think I know that I won’t be the best
I know
But I can be good enough
I work hard
You don’t notice
You only see the small quiet girl
But you don’t know
You don’t know that inside behind all the walls there is a war
I feel strong, confident, and can take on the world
Until I see my reflection
That’s all you see
I know
You think I don’t talk
But I do
You just don’t listen
I know
You need to participate
You need to work harder
You didn’t try hard enough
I know
I Know
I KNOW!
BUT YOU DON’T KNOW
YOU DON’T KNOW THAT I WORK HARD
THAT I TRY
THAT I PARTICIPATE
BUT YOU PUSH ME AWAY
PAINT ME INTO THE BACKGROUND
FORGET I’M THERE
I GO THROUGH CONSTANT RIDICULE
YOU THINK MY LIFE IS ALL HAPPINESS AND JOY
BUT IT’S NOT
MY PARENTS DON’T TALK
I HAVE FRIENDS WHO HAVE CUT THEMSELVES
ONE WHO WANTED TO COMMIT SUICIDE
THEY HAVE THEIR PROBLEMS THAT ARE MUCH WORSE THAN MINE
SO I BOTTLE IT UP INSIDE UNTIL I CAN DEAL WITH IT ON MY OWN
So when you say things to me about who I am or what I do
Trust me
I know.
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This was a slam poem I wrote about myself, how others few me, and how I feel about it.