when you look at me...
what do you see?
do you see beauty? ambition? excellence?
or do you see someone plain? fat? lazy?
do you look at me an assume i am hispanic? white? mixed?
today i understand.
i am anything but
anything but those things
because i am truly undefined.
words like overwieght, or smart, may describe my body and mind.
words like fashionable and fun, may describe my clothes and my humor.
words like loyal and faithful, may describe my friendship and my faith.
but there are no words that mean who i am.
my name is Jeni.
but even that is not who i am.
i am a spirit.
i am a daughter of God.
i am the person you want a hug from, when things are rough.
i am the voice that can build you up and cut you down.
i am the music that blares from my car radio.
i am the smile a child gets when you play peek-a-boo.
i am me, i am you.
i love with a heart slightly larger than yours.
my eyes have seen things yours can't.
i thrive.
i am not defined or labeled.
the stereotype is broken.
the mold for me was one-time use.
i am.
therefore
i am anything but.
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