Little Sister said
'You're Destined for Greatness'
and it was optimistic-hollow
Because a little voice in my head
said she was just being nice and sisterly
to coax out the hope in my soul
against the reality
I dont want greatness
I just want to be remembered
I Am Here
I Was Here
And at times like anyone else
I just wanted to be noticed
for something other than just
being the black-sheep backdrop
or in the corner of a family photo
trying to hide loneliness
with a fake smile
painted on a porcelain mask
To just be more than myself
even if it was just flickering
like a flame before it was snuffed out
But I felt it then and I feel it now
thinking about what she said
that flicker of hope came anyway
She'd noticed
a spoken word artist
who never had a voice
She Listened
She gave me a voice
And that was all anyone
or I could care for
knowing they were heard
By Samantha Campbell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem