You offered me your hand and asked for my name
I took your hand and gave you what you asked for
But as I was walking away, I thought about what I told you and what I didn't tell you
See I have so many names but I choose the hide them behind this wall of happiness
They scratch and they scream to free themselves from the prison, but that wall is almost impenetrable
But why should I hide them?
They are who I am and I should be proud
So you asked me my name and I should've told you this
My name is sad like the atmosphere in a funeral home
My name is scared and confused when I'm alone and don't understand
My name is anger when I'm not heard and my story is ignored
My name is heartbreak when I trust you with my secrets and you betray me
But wait a second, this is only the bad, let me tell you the good
My name is funny when I laugh the silly little mistakes I make
My name is beautiful when I can see past my face into my heart
My name is love when you see me spending time with my family on Christmas Eve
My name is creative when I let my imagination spill onto my paper
My name is friend when you are alone and need someone to talk to
This is who I am and don't you forget it!
Because when you forget my name I'll forget you
Because my name is Cruzi and I'm proud it belongs to me!
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My Name
PoetryI had to write a poem about myself in class and this was the outcome.