I have been told I am who I am because of those round me
Am I really the recreation of those around me
Do I not have a voice of my own
Has my voice been borrowed from those who do not use them anymore
Am I really that individual that has a group mentality
I have not a clue about the way I would have been without people
Can I say that the reason for my attitude came from a woman who had no voice
Could the reason for my laughter came from a man who lost his
Can I say the way I move is from the couple that lost there will to continue
Am I the summary of the people who have entered my life
Then should I no longer say I but they or them
But I realize that I have also been told to do what I must to survive
That I should not run from anything
Take my punishments when they come
If I have been wrong go against it
Lick my wombs and take my victories as they come
So I say even those I am a combination of so many
I am still in the realm of one
I have worked hard to produce such a realm
I will never forget where I came from
And those that brought me this far
So yes I don’t mind being called the combination of others
In the end they created me
And I am content
Sincerely Yours,
O.P.P. (Other Peoples Personalities)
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