I longed to fit in but felt so small,
Unseen and ignored by all.
Throughout my life, I walked alone,
Creating a heart-like stone.
But time revealed a truth so bright:
Self-love should be my guiding light.
Regret, though real, could not outshine
The joy of realizing, "I am mine."
About the Creator
Anthony Chan
Chan Economics LLC, Public Speaker
Chief Global Economist & Public Speaker JPM Chase ('94-'19).
Senior Economist Barclays ('91-'94)
Economist, NY Federal Reserve ('89-'91)
Econ. Prof. (Univ. of Dayton, '86-'89)
Ph.D. Economics
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Comments (2)
Wonderful poem, - well Done!!!
I am mine, I like that expression great work here ✍️📕🏆