I Am...

I am a Fighter, and I am a Storyteller.

I wonder if we are actually alone in the universe.

I hear the voices of the singers, singing me words of encouragement.

I see people giving up and the broken rise from their own ruins.

I want people to have more hope and determination.

I am a Fighter, and I am a storyteller.

I pretend I am okay, and strong.

I feel all their eyes on me, waiting for me to do something extraordinary

I touch the stars in the corners of the universe.

I worry that I will lose the ones I am closest to.

I cry for all the pain in the world.

I am a Fighter, and I am a storyteller.

I understand that the world is not perfect and never will be.

I say we were all put on this earth for a reason.

I dream that one day I will have accomplished all I want in life.

I try as hard as I can to get where I want to go.

I hope I will be inspiring, not being inspired.

I am a Fighter, and I am a Storyteller.
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This was a poem I had to write for my English class. But I decided to post it on here as well.