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