Life Lesson Poem

I Am Unique

I try to instill in my daughters that we all are unique. So find yourself and be proud of who you are.

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I love this poem! People are always trying to fit in and be normal. I've always disregarded being "normal." What's the point? Why would I be someone I am not? I am perfectly happy the way I...

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Be Proud Of Who You Are

© S Raine more by S Raine

Published on November 2010

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am from my head to my toes.
I tend to get loud when speaking my mind.
Even a little crazy some of the time.
I'm not a size 5 and don't care to be.
You can be you and I can be me.
I try to stay strong when pain knocks me down.
And the times that I cry is when no ones around.
To error is human or so that's what they say.
Well tell me who's perfect anyway.

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  • by Kelly Harrington
  • 1 month ago

I love this poem! People are always trying to fit in and be normal. I've always disregarded being "normal." What's the point? Why would I be someone I am not? I am perfectly happy the way I am. I do not have the perfect body, but you know, I am okay with that. I am proud of who I am!

  • by Rebell
  • 2 months ago

That poem describes me to a t. That's exactly how I feel. I'm a tiny woman and got made fun of a lot in school and have been in bad relationships. I even got a kidney disease. And I have always said I'm proud of who I am, and nobody is going to make me change...
~Shanon Howard

  • by Rennie, Cincinnati Ohio
  • 2 years ago

My best friend has left to go to prison for five years. Not a day that goes by that I don't think about her and as every day that passes I miss her more and more. I often find myself wanting to cry like right now I have a huge lump in my throat. I write her a lot and always sending cards trying to put that Beautiful smile back on her face, the one I remember before she had to go away.

  • by Krista Hillmann
  • 4 months ago

The last sentence, who is perfect? I know who is...his name is Jesus. He died for your sins and wants to be your friend. God loves you just the way you are.

  • by Kiera, Grandville
  • 4 years ago

My story is that my teacher told me to search up a poem about who I am this is the one I found and liked. The end.

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