Always Me

I stood so faraway looking at myself as a child,

Watching and wondering as the images play in my mind.

Could this be the reason I have fought so hard to be me,

The life filled with intimidation, ridicule and strife.

It was a meaningless existence at times,

But even then I was fighting to be me.

 I watched as I stepped outside myself,

Searching for happiness, support and love.

Only to find they were not to be had.

So as I looked on I knew,

I had to come back to me and be strong.

 I fought back the tears and put on a smile,

I was always me even as a child.

by Tammy Ray