IDENTITY

A mosaic of years of my life strung together  

I’ve loved and lost 

I’ve cried and pleaded 

Learned and processed 

Left and been left  

Maybe it’s just hard being young 

I kissed a boy, I loved a girl 

I kept my heartbreaks quiet 

Knowing I’m loved for who I am 

Knowing most wouldn’t even blink 

I’ve grown from that hesitation now 

Let them think what they think 

#BronteBehling #poem #Poetry #pride

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