Blindfolds

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Blindfolds Blindfolds

Poem by: Cyclone

Genre: Poetry

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Poem by: Cyclone

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

This is me

Summary

This is me

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Submitted: June 22, 2012

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Submitted: June 22, 2012

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I walk out and the blindfolds where removed from my eyes.
I can see clearly now what I've been trying to do.
Trying to live up to be who everyone expects me to be.
It's not easy.
When I start losing sight of who I'm then we need to back up.
I try to be her and her and her.
But I turn around and I realize I don't have to be anybody else except myself.
No one can be me.
Good or bad I have to accept who I'm for what I'm.
I can't be anything else.
Nothing more or less then I'm.
I'm tired of being compared to someone else.
Feeling like I need to rise up to the occasion.
Feeling like this is who I'm needed to be.
Just like iron sharpens iron I'm sharpening me to be who I need to be.
Truth sharpens truth then there is no room for lies.
It's all wrapped in one box.
I'm just as real as I wanted to be.
This is me.
This is who I'm.
I don't want to lose my root.
I won't lose to falsehood.
Fools gold don't faze me.
This is no pretense I'm the real hood.


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