This is a pride month poem that I made. It's really bad but I'm proud of myself anyway -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- This is me Not who you want me to be This is me Not what you look at me and see Because I’m not you We can’t all be the same The world would be so drab But still You look at me and you see a freak “No,” I try to tell you, “I’m just unique!” But still Your idea of me is so deeply rooted I can't dig it out Only you can do that But still You deliberately drop your shovel And water instead the weed that spreads Telling you, “There’s a cure” Or “It’s just a phase” That weed is a liar Telling you what you want to hear But this is me Me Not who you want me to be Me Me Leave a Heart, Star, and Follow if u want and if u liked the poem
