What I Am Looking For
Written By: Nephthali Mathieu
Confidence living in my brain
Stable job living in my hands
Success living in heart
Trust living
My heart
My body
My brain
My body
My hands
My body
My nervous system
My body
I am really hard with myself, I feel my brain is heavy
It can be nothing else that
Can make me feel
Like that
I am not sure
About
My
Confidence
Why? Why ? my hands are so clean so dry
All I have been doing is school
I really need a stable job
More money mean more fun
My heart is fulling with my passion
Passion? My goals do not want
To end up doing what my heart want
Goals plus heart is the key of success
I can’t with my shoulder
Should I trust myself?
My shoulder got my back
Trust or not
I will said it
In lay down in my shoulder
I am Exactly Who I Believe I am
Written By: AJ Mayorquin
Humble - in my chest/knees/head
Confident - in my whole body
Elevated - in my head
Redemption - in my heart/shoulders
I sit with the earth beneath me,
chest soft, knees bent, head bowed,
quiet, noticing.
Even here,
I am exactly who I believe I am.
I rise with fire in my chest,
shoulders back, head held high,
core steady, feet firm on the ground,
a steady flame against the wind.
Even here,
I am exactly who I believe I am.
I stand taller now,
eyes wide, head held high, energy radiating outward,
presence felt, undeniable, commanding without arrogance.
Even here,
I am exactly who I believe I am.
And when the storm breaks,
washing ash from my hands,
heart open, shoulders relaxed,
I find myself renewed, unchained, whole,
I am exactly who I believe I am.
I am who you want me to be.
I am who I believe I am,
I am exactly who I say I am.
What Feelings Make Up The Perfect Me?
Written by: Issbel Collado
Peace
My hands fall still though they often shake,
They carry the weight of people gone.
But in their rest, a calm I make,
A quiet place to keep me strong.
Determination
Across my chest my hand will glide,
Clearing the doubt from school and tests.
With dreams of oceans deep and wide,
I chase the call to do my best.
Happiness
I clutch my stomach, laughter near,
With friends and family close in song.
On the bus and class, their voices clear,
Joy bursts within and carries long.
Confidence
Hands trace my spine from crown to heart,
A dancer scarred yet seeking light.
I rise to move, compare no more,
To stand in strength and claim my right.
