I am searching for me
i had..a face to be looked at,
a mind to be understood,
a voice to be heard.
I am me,
a person, a woman,
looking for a niche.
I wait as my pen process
my thoughts into words.
I am me,
a wild spirit, a lover of the soul.
I am me,
a writer of life.
my life is defined by words,
simple alphabets joined to give shape to my silhouette.
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