This Is Me

This is me

I don't care much for wicked metaphors or similes, I do this for the love

Cause I know God is pulling my dad aside and telling him you did well

Cause you did what you could and you built a man who could survive the hell 

I don't do this for gift cards and awards

I do this hoping to touch the lives of those who go through what I have and show them they not alone and that's the true reward

To show them that they are not the only people who struggle

Letting them know it's ok to struggle as long as you keep your head up and make sure your knees don't buckle

This is me

This is for that kid who had to deal with family stabbing them in the back with a katana blade

For those that when the devil turned up the heat, they played it off and made it seem like they never left the shade

For those who struggle with not knowing how to deal with their afflictions

And those who feel as if when they in front of that computer screen, begin to believe it's an addiction

For that young boy on a mission

Who felt like running away from home at 13 cause dad didnt answer the phone for months and couldn't take bringing home bad grades to a mother who sacrificed everything for him 

For that young girl whose only escape from her nightmares is inside the lines of a black and white checkerboarded composition book

Cause her reality is talked about on movie screens but not actually seen and her afflictions are sometimes overlooked

This is me

The one in the generation who is willing to spell out the things others stutter about

To paint that picture on a chalkboard while grinding teeth cause the truth has got to be heard

And if I have to be that one to do it, I'll do it gladly

Take the lashes for my generation and continue to stand as they bash me

Why? Because this is me.