I’m Not. I Am Not.

By: Kiersten Lupinek

I’m not someone you can medicate.

Bottles of pills wont change—

Oils and stones won’t alter—

Drinks and drugs won’t mend—

The “I am” I see in the mirror.

 

I’m not someone to label.

Straight or Pan can’t be—

Fat or thin will never describe—

Pretty or ugly shouldn’t tell—

The “I am” in the mirror.

 

I’m not someone to feel.

Love and hate doesn’t measure—

Success and failure doesn’t determine—

Depression and joy doesn’t value—

The “I am” I see in the mirror.

 

I’m not someone to ask.

Why or how I can do this—

Who or what do I think—

Where or when it all changed—

The “I am” doesn’t take note.

 

I’m one to beg.

Please stop trying—

Please stop asking—

Please stop forcing—

The “I am” doesn’t take note.

 

I’m one to be.

Don’t fix me—

Don’t tell me—

Don’t accuse me—

The “I am” won’t take note.

 

The “I am” in the mirror.

She isn’t a reflection

Of everything

Around her.

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