Am I who they say who I am?
Do I look like what they say I look like?
Is it me that I need to change?
Some faces may be neutral, but behind this face is a sense of fear.
The tears may shed through poetry as anger expresses through stanzas.
Am I the victim?
Never seen it coming!
Can it disappear completely?
With one voice?
I am accountable to be myself. I am free to be me.