"From Nobody to Somebody"

By
JEMMA LEECH at age 9
April 4, 2008, 6:43 PM ET
1 min read

Aug. 23, 2006— -- I am nobody.

I hide in myself,

Velvet-lined

Against the cold stares

Of the world.

I am nobody.

I keep away from the hatred,

Stone-clad

Against those who mock

And deride.

I am nobody.

I remain in darkness,

Wool-insulated

Against the pain

Of their contempt.

But when I am asleep

I am somebody.

Stripped naked

Of all the trappings of myself.

An empress of lands of plenty,

With sackfuls of love, respect

And self-worth.

So please,

Let me sleep.

Author's Note: I wrote this poem in empathy with anyone who suffers at the eyes of others whether disabled, depressed or just a bit sad. My nights are filled with such joy travelling the worlds beyond wakefulness and I wish such release for everyone who needs it.