Me is me
*Painted nails , mascara on lashes .Colored lips , creamy skin glowing shades and smile of million colors .*
I’m not that boy from second grade calling out and chasing my old friends , not anymore , nor I am the teen running behind the people who never accepted me as I am . I am me ! I doubt ,are you with me ?
I called for people for someone to pat me slowly and say ” it’s okay that’s how you are” before I learnt to accept myself by going through a phase that broke me tore me interrogated me and then made me realize , “Yes I am myself ” .
I’m not alone today you’re someone tomorrow you may change , learn to accept yourself for who you are !