Songs of Ourselves

My body is imperfect and
strong and grizzly bear and
big pumpkin and
always hurt and
a farmer boy and
creative and
smart
My body is not perfect and
I’m fine with it

I may not be able to fly
I may not be able to levitate
My dreams may be impossible to reach
But I’ll keep pursuing my dreams.
If I fall I’ll get back up.

I am healthy
I am tall
I am perfect
I am unique
I am smart
I am kind
I am fierce
I am strong
I am skinny
I am a dragonfruit
I am a spoon
I am a city
I am a lion
I am big eyed
I am a person with scars
I am hairy
I am tough
I am confident
I am protected
I am well respected
I am a queen
I am a dream
I am important
I am a person that matters
I am a person who belongs

my hair is wavy,
my eyes are brown,
my heart goes like a drum.
Im really quiet and
I’m all to myself.
I love the sound of peace.
And only one person brings the
real me out.

I am like a lion
because I
am strong
I am a knife
because I can
be sharp
I am a city
because I
like to talk to
lots of people
I am like a blueberry
because
I could be sweet
or sour
I am a good gamer
I beat all my friends

I am as sweet as a plum,
noisy as a city, brave and loud
like a lion, but thats okay
because that is what I am.
I am me. I am a lion, I am a plum, I am a city,
I am sweet, loud, brave, and noisy, I am me.

I am my body
my body is unique
my body is different
I am an apple
my mood gets red,
my mood gets green.
I am a spoon,
I am a bear,
My body is tired

I am like a watermelon
I give off that warm, summer feeling.
I am a spoon, I help and I won’t poke.
I have the body of a bear. I won’t do
anything and stay calm.
I am proud that my body knows how to do things
like draw, write, read, and try.
I am like a city, I like to go out and hang out with people.
I love my hair. I like to cut my hair and try new hairstyles.
I like to straighten and curl it.

This body of mine, oh how I wish it could shine,
But despite the criticism I receive, I do believe one
day it will gleam.
My Greek roots, my blue eyes, the “muddy boots” that
are shoes in disguise.
The long arms, the tall, young man; forget the farms and
do something with your life, don’t let them keep you down.
I know you can, boy, so you better not frown!
So life is full of ups and downs, so don’t go acting like a clown,
for one day we will all get there, be patient, like the tortoise with the hare.

People might say
I’m quiet, or I don’t
talk a lot.
They don’t realize that
they can build up a storm
but it’s locked away
because there is calm
through the storm.
People might say
I don’t interact
that’s just because
I’m not
comfortable yet.
People don’t realize
that they could build up
a storm with words but luckily
I am the calm
through the storm.