My name is a still small voice..
Colouring out my rights is my choice..
My stardust, my being that sparkles;
Screaming out my dreams will never be in shackles..
You paint me in words quoted in dark,
Should I run wilder leaving behind my mark?
You speak of my weakness, breaking my bold..
Should I count you my strength,my blessings untold?
Deceived by expectations,
Driven by temptations,
Got lost in the way, beaten by my fall,
Now I'm seeing my scars shine,as I stand tall.
I'm bad with directions,
Might get lost again with affections.
But once I get rid of every single doubt,
Hear me scream my name out loud.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings
RandomRandom thoughts ... Words that lived buried in ink for too long.. Words that make me weird, Words that helped me breathe 😊 Random feelings 💜💜 #Poetries #Quotes and lines💜💜
