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Shall I Compare Me To A Summer’s Day?

by Shade Akinmorin

Don’t compare me to a summer’s day.

My hair doesn’t fall effortlessly down my back,

It frizzes and tangles its way to my shoulders.

I don’t glide across the floor when I walk,

I occasionally trip, bounce, and sometimes break into dance.

I don’t wake up graciously in my bed like a goddess,

I have a bewildered look in my eyes

As my body is outstretched to every corner of my bed.

My voice doesn’t roll off my tongue like honey,

It usually squeaks when I get into a heated argument.

I don’t go to school looking like I’m going to a runway shoot,

I usually prefer a cute t-shirt, jeans, and vans.

Do not compare me to a summer’s day,

Because I am better.

I am me.


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