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Who Am I

You ask me who I am,
I suppose I should start with my name.
Leah Lizbeth Magliari,
a Biblical derived name.

You ask me who I am,
Italian, Puerto Rican, Czech and Irish is what I’ll say.
A descendant of all who endured hardships,
to get me where I am today.

You ask me who I am,
a good Christian who always tries to obey,
but often does stray,
from the rules and the morals of the old testaments days.
Who grew up in Sunday school,
and read devotions with her Grandma everyday.
Who holds onto her faith,
because she knows no other way.

You ask me who I am,
my Mothers daughter I will say.
Strong, beautiful and fierce in every single way.
Who lives to make mom proud,
to somehow repay all the obstacles she shoved away.

You ask me who I am,
my weaknesses I do not outright display
I am the epitome of too empathetic,
who does not just listen to your pain, I try and take it away.
Who believes in justice and always doing the right thing.
Who believes in charity, and taking care of those who need help.
Who believes in the greater good,
and always lending a hand.

You ask me who I am,
a being with a soul I will say.
Who will live each day,
trying to make the best decisions I can.
Who thinks we all have to have a little faith,
to get down this road of life.
Who has seen struggles,
and lost the ones I love.
Who has seen the beauty of all the little things.
Who never takes life for granted
and tries to be grateful everyday.

You ask me who I am,
a masterpiece of my upbringing I should say.
Who has been made tougher with each day,
who took a little bit of others along my journey,
and pieced them together to find myself here today.