I want to be just who I am
Just me, no other
Who I am
Is Me
Not afraid to
Be Me
We all must stand up
Be just Who
Just who we are
Who you are
Do not hide
Who you are
We grow
We shine
We fall
We rise
Hope is there
For us all
Just as long
As we be
Just who
Just who we are
Just you
Just me
Be so proud of who you are
Copyright Reserved May 2014
LYN PAUL
Be yourself is always a great gift for your own life..because u live it is as it should be, dont be others be you Lyn...the one who likes to inspire people..Thanks for visiting me_Soul
So much truth and naturalness, touching transparency, which I love in people [3
written as if on a gallop-beat, it sounds deep for all...i'm still learning to be me...the last line is a gift Be so proud of who you are! ! ! thank you for this Lyn!
Forged with the fantastic fingerprint of originally. Well done my friend!
I like this kind of poetry that puts spotlight on self respect! ! Beautiful... beautifully written! !
I love and admire your originality greatly..................... We should change the world, but not necessarily transform ourselves from the roots........... I really feel that I know you since long, your poem have motivated me always, and this write of yours is packed with motivation and pride.................lovely write
Be very clear to self.Be bold in saying what you are and feel proud of yourself.... very true
Very positive poem Lyn. Very true said, we should be proud of who we are. Unfortunately one realises it too late. Thank you Lyn for many Inspiring comments for my poems. I still believe telepathy exists.. I feel that I know you since long. I like your writings, as it brings much positivity in me. I believe much in words, as words are enough to make one strong at the same time it can crush one down too. I loved reading each lines...
Short lines Creeping downward Like veins of reality Spread into The minds near and far Well written Dear Lyn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
, , , , if somebody doubts himself, , , how would others be able to trust that person, , , a wonderful message in this poem, , , that we should always love ourselves for the kind of person we are, , ,