By Sa’Raye Wynder-Burs
Don’t tell me the world doesn’t accept me,
Those that love me keep me warm
In a bed full of blankets
With the hope that i’ll endure
Don’t tell me my dreams can’t reach you,
I have a pen to write them down
Those to break my words
As I string them together
Don’t tell me I lack your passion
I have a heart full of forest fires
That no winds of self doubt
No droplets of your criticism can put out
Don’t tell me I posses no vision
I see stars from a thousand skies
The someone wrote for those binds
To unchain the mind and be free
Don’t tell me I won’t survive
Because I am brave enough to fight
Strength from those in the corners of fantasy
Hope in those that live in my mind
Don’t tell me that you know me best
When I know every seam of my heart
How ugly it’s scars can be
That I lack what you have
I can’t hold all your worries,
With a mind full of my own
I can’t be all you were not,
While I am becoming who I am
So don’t tell me these things, don’t tell me
Don’t tell me anything at all
Sa’Raye Wynder-Burs is a student at Woodbridge Senior High School.
