My poem entitled: I AM

I was the product of a failed marriage

I was the result of poor decision making

I was the girl many people gave up on

I was always popular but never accepted

I was admired and envied but not truly loved

I was a wreck emotionally and spiritually

I was almost a statistic because of poor self image

That was me. 

I simply WAS.

But now...

I am the epitome of elegance

I am the embodiment of success

I am the result of hard-work and perseverance

I am the lone star shining bright in a sky filled with darkness

I am hope wrapped in bronzed colored silk

I am intelligent, tenacious, and ambitious

I am an imperfect blend of perfect qualities

I am NOT a cautionary tale

I am NOT a statistic

I simply AM.