I am worthy of my voice
People assume that I am mean because of the way I talk. I speak what is on my mind and I believe that this is the only way society will change, if people speak up for what they believe. I will tell people my opinion no matter how much controversy it may hold. I believe that everyone has a voice and that if you have the ability to use it, it is your duty to do so. It hurts me when people take my words for granted and speak over me. They try to undermine me like I am less than. I am not less than. I am worthy of my voice. My grandmother has raised me to be the way I am today, she has shown me who my true friends are by pointing out when people have hidden agendas. She is my best friend and she is my rock through the hard times and the great. I want people to see me as caring and funny, I am often sarcastic, and it hurts me when people take my sarcasm and turn it into a label of being mean.
I grew up separated from my biological father but I don’t see this as a loss because I gained a wonderful relationship with my stepfather who is my dad. My childhood has taught me how to be alone in nature without any distraction. I remember going into a little park by my house and exploring it as if I was in the national geographic. I remember looking up at the trees that looked so big and made me feel so small but yet so powerful. I will cherish this memory because it taught me how to be at peace with myself especially in our technological days. I want people to know that I care about them, especially my friends. I want them to feel valued in every sense, sometimes I don’t get this back but that is okay because I know that I am valuable. If I could say one thing to the world it would be to see people for who they truly are and to give people the chance and ability to be their true selves around you. I want the world, especially those who feel like they are outsiders, to know that they belong, and they matter.
