It doesn't matter how others see me
It matters more how I see myself
Most people can't see past the rags I wear
They don't see
My spirit
My drive
My ambition
My desire to better myself and those around me
All they see is that I am a poor boy
From the wrong end of town
A no good street rat
Proving them wrong won't be easy
Many challenges and hurdles to overcome
But I plan to make it my goal
Step by step
Inch by inch
I will achieve my dreams
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Great write.
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Prejudice again, darkens the eyesight of the viewer. Very nicely put into poetic verse, and the solution included as well. Fortunately, some people can see beyond the veneer. A good message to this poem.
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Truly said. "...man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart--" (or something like that). Fewer will look until others' eyes. If only folk would they might begin to see their neighbors. Very beautifully rendered. Me likes. Thank you for sharing.
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Nicely done, a fine write.
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