The Forty Eighth Poem- Beyond The Noise
Beyond the Noise
Why do I listen to the world’s noise
When I can be who I am?
When I can have my own voice
Without anyone telling me who I am.
Whose judgements am I afraid of?
What scars am I trying to prevent?
When magic is what I am made of,
And I no longer want to pretend.
Why should I look a certain way
To please anybody else?
When I want to live every day
For myself, and not for anybody else.
Why can’t I sometimes show my emotions
In their purest and rawest forms?
Why am I always compelled to take precautions
To follow some superfluous societal norms?
Who is my controller but me?
Who is someone else to say
That I cannot be completely me
And live in my own beautiful way?
No one can tell me it’s inessential
To do something I am authentic at.
I will always harness my fullest potential,
For I am the best in who I am and I know that.
-Jaanvi Veluguleti
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