by Lameerah Rasheed

I know me, the part that no one see                   I don’t know how to fit, in a box labeled “clique”

I know my worth, almost more than gold           I don’t know limitations, breaking boundaries

I know dreams , my realm inside the world        I don’t know reality, the world itself

I know pain, a broken heart killed me                  I don’t know how to heal, the pain changed me


I know love, from family and friends                    I don’t know love, never had a father


I know mistakes, teen years were bad                  I don’t know decisiveness, second guess everything

I know my past, I’ve learned from it                     I don’t know my future, fearing the unknown

I know flaws, inked into my skin                          I don’t know perfection, Siri wouldn’t tell me

                                               But I don’t                 But I do