Me.

I am Marielle Lorraine Kipps.
I am Ellie.
I am broken.
I am forgiven.
I am doubting.
I am in love.
I am beloved.
I am made of mud and ribs.
I am a breath of Him.
I am drenched in grace, drowning in chaos.
I have struggled through 18 hard years.
I have fought my way back to the surface.
I have scars no one can see.
I have scars that weren’t accidents.
I am solitude.
I am social.
I am quiet.
I am deafening.
I am a solider, in no army of one.
I am a peacemaker.
I am a daughter.
I am a speaker.
I am a cougar.

I am who I am.
Nothing more, nothing less.

I am not discarded merchandise.
I am not your toy.
I am not always honest.
I am not a dress rehearsal.
I am not inherently evil.
I am not defined by my scars.
I am not a failure.
I am not perfect.
I am not fearless.
I am not feelingless.
I am not who you think I may be.
I am not who I think I may be.
I am not sure.
I am not certain.
I am not anything that I do know.

I am who I am.
Nothing more, nothing less.

3 Responses to “Me.”

  1. alteredmind Says:

    December 29, 2007 at 6:34 pm

    I had to read all of your words. They are filled with you. That is good. I believe at college you will be set apart and that is good but Lonely. Are you leaving a bad place? to go to a better place? I mean College.

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  2. b1thought Says:

    December 30, 2007 at 1:05 pm

    Thats a sweet poem it like its a unique world spirling chaoaticlly alined, methodically inner-twined and an inspiring mind. :)

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  3. contemporarytattoo Says:

    January 3, 2009 at 6:05 pm

    hi ellie :) thanks for dropping by the other day. im going to start checking out your writings now :) im excited!!

    Reply

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