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As i am

Why judge me by what i wear or how i look or do my hair

why judge me by my religous or my race and the color of my face

Why take my heart and crumble it in pieces

Why take my feelings and crash them against the buildings

Why take my kindness for weakness

Why tell me what i can and cant do

Why tell me everything about me, but nothing about you

Why not let me be as i am

Why not take me as i am

In the end i will alway be as i am

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Valerie Beasley...

Mary!  I so agree with this wonderful write.  You've certainly asked the right questions.  I am much older than you and started asking the same questions when I was younger.  I have yet to obtain the answers.  As you said "in the end I will always be as I am".  Excellent write!

val

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Jimmy Arnold

Greetings Mary,

I like this write...With no strings, are there attached...What you see is what you get...There is only one me and i am unique in all faucets of life...A powerful attitude contained in this powerful poem of self worth...As yourself and Valerie conveyed, "in the end I will always be as I am". can't satisfy everyone in life without being satisfied with yourself.....Wonderful piece!!

Cheers,
Jim

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Jimmy Arnold

Quite welcome, thank you for the invite to read it....
Jim

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