| 38197 - from Damla , 12 y.o. (TUR) - 2020-09-17 Writer : "Why do I matter?"
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Why do I matter?
Asking this question is easier than answering it.
Why am I matter,
Why my life matters?
Because I am a child of some adults?
Because I am a crying shoulder to some of my friends?
Or is it I am a problem solver like a machine?
You get a problem and put it inside then puff, it's gone.
But they don't remember I am not a machine...
So take that I can't solve the problem so maybe they will leave.
Maybe I am not a someone's shoulder to cry on.
If I can't cheer them up, will they leave too?
What if I can't be the perfect child that my parent want.
When I disappoint them will I be alone then?
Did I matter to anyone?
Am I matter to anyone?
Will I matter to anyone?...
Yes, yes I was, I am and I will.
I like to see my smile when I look at my mirror.
I like to hear my voice when I tell myself things will be better.
I like to hug my legs tight when thing don't go well but still there is a tomorrow.
I like to wear fancy clothes and play like I am matter.
I like my little yawns when they sound like little kitten's.
I love my eyes, I love my body, I love my heart, I love everything about me
Even my mistakes, my weirdness, my awkward laugh,
My unnecessary shyness when I am with a group of people.
Maybe that group of people never see that parts of me,
But I am still going to love hat parts of me.
They can think I don't matter,
But I matter.
I matter to myself and no one change that.
I matter to myself because I am me.
I matter to myself because I will never get a chance to be myself again.
And who reads it, you matter to me too.
Your smile that appeared between your lips matter to me.
Have a great they stranger, because you matter.
DÇ.
How did you find my poem? English not my first language and I never tried to write some poetry with it so it is my first. Please leave a comment. |