The Place I Am Poem by Phil Soar

On my way to where I am
The route was filled with trauma
With stress and strife, throughout my life
I looked for somewhere warmer

I found a place where I could go
And just be who I am
A man with a child behind his eyes
And without another plan

I've little thought for my regard
Except to play the fool
I've never tried to be that hard
Since I first went to school

I'll never be that someone else
My friends said I should be
I like the way I'm just myself
With that child inside of me