What I Am Not – Poem

I am not my anxiety,

The illness of my mind.

I am not my fears,

Though they make me blind.

I am not my body,

With it’s lacking curve,

I am not my race,

 Which tries to determine what I deserve.

I am not my gender,

With my long hair and breasts.

I am not my height,

So I will finish the quest.

I am not my grades,

With the As, Bs and C.

I am not my clothes,

Though they make me free.

I am not my dreams,

Though they guide me.

I am not my pay checks,

Though they are key.

I am not my words,

They come out all wrong.

I am not my likes,

Though the list is real long.

I am not my postcode,

With the less than impressive neighbours.

I am not my things,

The films, the merch and the sabers.

I am not my sex life,

I keep that to myself.

I am not my day to day,

With its lacking wealth.

Don’t try to judge me,

By the things you think you know.

The only way to know me,

Is to just say “hello”.