Analysis of Dear Younger Me...

Dear younger me, remember all the times you walked with your mom because her brain had undergone so much, what more was left?
My mom is deaf. She cannot hear
But her heart is one that loves and it’s clear.
Her laugh brings warmth but from where?
She’s been beaten, abused, and harmed to the point of no return.
But yet I became her concern.
Remember who you are?
Who am I?
My name is Iverson conformed by 7 letters.
My father was never there, so I taught myself, checkers.
My grandparents took me in, fed me
There is where my life began.
I was bullied for my color,
I felt as if I was chained, wearing a collar.
I once felt that I wasn’t enough.
That my laugh was obnoxious,
All of these thoughts from other people made me nauseous.
So I learned to be cautious.
Of my energy to act by what is right,
Not by my bursts of light
which were now suppressed into the night.
Dear, younger me don’t forget who you are.
Because In this world you are nothing but a star.
It may sound bizarre but you’ll find worth in who you are.