I am not easily labeled
I wonder why things are the way they are
I hear people mocking me
I see those who said they cared, turn away
I want to be a better version of me
I am not easily labeled
I pretend to be full of smiles, but I am not full of life
I see the weight ready to be lifted off my shoulders
I touch my uneven skin
I worry about not connecting with others
I cry at inappropriate times
I am not easily labeled
I understand most people’s ideas and opinions
I say “labels are or cans”
I dream of a better tomorrow
I try to be considerate
I hope no one person is an exact definition
I am not easily labeled
