Me

immyemma

I am a world split in two. Through labels given and created
by myself,
by society.
Some real, some grown.

One label when spoken
shock
electrical buzz
metallic taste.

My story, resonates.
A girl with curious friends sees her past melt into a new life, where perhaps the grandchildren will say that label and hear the wondrous journey she lived?
Loved and lost.

I say the label
Suffocated
I am not the label

Why
To teach.

If that label makes me feel uncomfortable then does it you?
Is that wrong? Are you afraid?
I want to show you and me that I am one; am not one.

Don't be afraid of labels, be afraid of your perception towards them-for they bring injustice.

My father warned me,
as he wanted to warn his younger self
be wary.

But my nature, despite my experiences, is to teach through openness -
pain & unease.

I am those labels through society, I am also not those labels
I don't feel I am them.

All I know is that I am my experiences, that I care, I love, I judge - try not to; anger - try to use it wisely for others.

I am striving for the good of this
world

sister, daughter, partner, friend, colleague, teacher, auntie, cousin, British citizen, Bosnian, European, Christian/ Muslim

Refugee


human, soul ❤️

  • Author: immyemma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2018 16:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: Something for me. Not an aspiring poet just comes to me and want to share
  • Category: Unclassified
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