I Am Just Me

I am,
The wind that blows off your hair,
At times I am insane,
At times I am just refreshing the day.

I am,
Your daughter, your sister, your friend, your world,
If you dare to get close to me,
Who reciprocates double the share.

I am,
A believer, a dreamer, a helper, an ear, a shoulder to lean on,
There is nothing sinister in my soul,
No one I would like to avenge upon.

I am,
A child, a sufferer,
Whose emotions run deep.

I am,
A poet,
An artist,
I am me.
By Annabelle Fo

Posted in: Poems