I Am What I Am

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I Am What I Am

I try on the phrase
"I am what I am"
and long for it to fit.
To wear those words
deep inside my heart.
To be proud and strong
and not afraid
of my own imperfections.
To believe in my own uniqueness
as a gift to this world.
To see beyond a reflection
that tells lies
when I look into every mirror
that I pass.
To love what I hold on the inside,
far beneath this skin that cages
my soul.
To allow myself the freedom
to fly farther than my eyes can see.
To be.

Angela Minard 2009©

Comments

julia said…
WOW!...Congratulations! on a GREAT week. That's wonderful. Woo-hoo!

Chocolate for everyone!

I'm doing a Poetry Friday on my blog and would love to have you contribute. Just email one in a .txt format and I'll be putting them up on Friday.

I am so proud of you. Sounds like you made a MAJOR breakthrough.

I'll keep saying prayers for you...
blessings,
julia
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Angela said…
Thanks Julia:)
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Chronic Chick Talk said…
Angel,
Beautiful poem. I think we all are our own worst enemies. I know I am. Being able to embrace imperfections seems like an impossible feat for me.I see a lot of me in your writings. Your an inspiration to many. I draw strength from your words.
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Angela said…
Thank you so much Janet:) That means a lot to me coming from you!
Take care<3
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Gina Alfani said…
Beautiful poem :)
Sunday, April 05, 2009
BK said…
I am what I am! I told my friends and myself before that everyone of us is special and unique in our own way. There may be people with similar look, or style or personalities. But they will forever be different when we break everyone down to atoms. And thus I believe that everyone has a special purpose and talent for them to be living. And in so saying, you are special and unique in your own way. I can be searching the World for someone like you but I can never find another you.
Sunday, April 05, 2009
Laura said…
"To see beyond a reflection that tells lies when I look into every mirror that I pass"

Those are profound words, Angela!

Thank you for them.

Warmly,
~Laura
Monday, April 06, 2009
Anonymous said…
It's nice to see you writing from a place of positive motivation. Finally! Keep it up!
Monday, April 06, 2009
Kathy said…
"...far beneath this skin that cages my soul." This piece of writing speaks to a struggle I have; to even see past the 'skin' and to know what lies beyond. I do not recognize the person I see within mirrors I pass. I am still trying to discover who "I" am.

Thank you for this beautifully eloquent writing.

Peace and light
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
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