Who am I?

Sometimes inside me, I see a star
shining so bright, even from miles far
but sometimes, it is just a shadow
with every bit of pain, there is blood that I swallow

I try to change myself from time to time
with every passing second, in my page, there’s a new line
I strive hard, not to lose my truth among people
but the urge to be perfect is more than lethal

I try to fit in, to not look different, with every action
every day, I am fading into somebody else’s reflection
seldom do we realize our own uniqueness
just trying to be someone, losing all liveliness

You are beautiful, you are smart, you are completely at par
yes, you are perfect just the way you are
before fixing those hair, that skirt or that tie
Just ask yourself, that ‘Who Am I’?

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