I Am Me

I sit down in my seat and look around How can everyone seem so perfect…so unlike me? In the corner of my eye, I see something black like a shadow Creeping up to me, about to pounce I want to scream, reach out But the darkness engulfs me I am trapped unable to call for help My thoughts get as dark as the never ending shadow that surrounds me Why am I not like everyone else? Why am I not good enough? Just when I am about to give up There is a light A beam of hope in the shadow of darkness A helping hand, a comforting smile and a kind compliment guides me out of the darkness into the light. It makes me feel ok A comforting feeling surrounds me and I know that I may not be perfect but I am me.