I think I can do this,
I know I can,
I'm scared that I'll fail this,
If so what then?
I've never done anything life this before,
I've never been out of my depth and what's more
I'm scared of people and talking and eyes,
I wish I could show up to school in disguise.
It's funny I think I'd be more at ease
If I wasn't myself, life would be a breeze.
But I'm stuck in this skin and this hair and this face,
So I have to learn how to fit into my place
as a student, and daughter, and teacher, and friend,
I pray that I don't give up in the end.
I think I can do this.
I hope that I can.
SK
YOU ARE READING
She Follows the Birds to Freedom
PoetryJust a broken soul's poetry trying to break a cage of silence.