I Am
By Marty Gregoire
“What do you see when you look at me?
A child of love, a child of passion,
One whose sense of self you have fashioned?
This your creation, the nightmare of dreams
a deserted waif, forgotten in a prison of wordly schemes.
What do you see when you look at me?
Horror disgust a despised creature?
Would you dare to look beyond, would be my teacher?
Unfeeling, you see the outside, disfigured and maimed.
I am the inside, filled with unremitting pain
You don’t know me, you never tried
too find the person who dwells inside
My ugly body so hard to hide
Kept you from look deep inside.
I hear you taunts, your mocking jeers
I watch as you stare with curious fears
Inside I’m alone, without family or friends
My torment, perhaps only death will end.
Oh can’t you see as you look at me
That I AM ME, I want to live in diginty
I want to laugh, to dance, to sing!
I have so many gifts to bring
I am an invincible spirit –
My rise to greatness lives within
Accept me as i am
Not what i might have been.”