I am who I am, and that is that.

Friendship

I am who I am, and that is that.

The ink is set, the page is dry,
I do not craft a soft reply.
I wear my thoughts like open seams,
The loud conductor of my dreams.

 

I do not sugarcoat the sting,
Or clip the feathers from the wing.
What dances on the tip of tongue
Is where my honest truth is hung.

 

I am the storm, I am the drought,
The voice that rises, spilling out.
Unfiltered, sharp, and unapologetic,
My rhythm is a wild, kinetic.

 

I am not cast in molding clay,
To wither in a milder way.
So take the weight of who I am,
Ignore the roar, or join the jam.

 

The mirror shows a steady gaze,
No scripted lines, no hidden maze.
The wall is built, the door is shut—
I am who I am, and that is that.

  • Author: Friendship (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 14th, 2026 14:56
  • Comment from author about the poem: My poem emphasizes the importance of being true to oneself, without fear of judgment or the desire to please others.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 37
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, Friendship
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  • sorenbarrett

    This is a poem of one content with who one is and has no plans to change it or at least feels unable to do so. Well written my friend

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Friendship, amen indeed. 🙏 What I enjoy most here is the confidence running through it. Not arrogance...just a clear acceptance of who you are and who you are not. The line about wearing your thoughts like open seams particularly stood out to me. Strong, honest write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

    • Friendship

      Thank you, my friend.🌹



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