What Am I?

by Haeeun Yun, Canyon Crest Academy, graduating in '25 February 10, 2022

People treat me as if I were clay

They command me to change into various forms and shapes

Shaping me and molding me as if I were to become different

Yet they’re never satisfied with the result,

And end up leaving me alone once again

People treat me as if I were paper

They crumble me, throw me, and toss me around

Playing hot potato and catch with their friends

Yet they always get bored and tired of me,

And end up leaving me alone once again

People treat me as if I were a toy

Always messing with me, mocking me, and imitating me

Using me to fulfill their inner desires and joys

Yet when they’re done, I’m only broken apart

And end up leaving me alone once again

So then tell me, what am I?

For I’m not clay, nor paper, nor a toy

But I am resilient, confident, and steadfast in mind

So even now I am still looking for who I am

And I will find it someday, and I will find it with pride