Monday, August 24

FYI

People look at you,
Thinking you're stealing.
People don't trust you,
Saying you're faking.
Living a life that's not yours to hold,
Like an outcast always being push aside.
Fighting the blaze that shines so bright,
Walking through the fire to forget it all.
Looking up high towards the clear blue sky,
Preventing the pain to flow from your eyes.
A brave face that's what you wear now,
Not being feared by the threats they make.
Taking a deep breath filling your lungs,
Making new hopes and having more faith.
Tonight you will walk head held high,
Moving through the rain with no fear or pain.
It's an uphill battle and you're ready to gain.


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