Gun Carrier (23/07/21)
The little girl wears her heart on the sleeves of her sweater
but she grown to carry a gun in her soul.
Truth to be told
she could never be sold
by half words,
half thoughts,
half matters.
She can say she knows better
and all we know is that she workes harder
to be herself,
to fix herself
The tears linger as a memory of someone else.
She is stronger.
She is becoming colder
as the days become warmer
and by the time she realises the world is dying
she will cry and suffer for all the nights
she didnt sleep because of her caring heart.
Carring stones on her pockets
like some soul collector.
She has a large back to carry all the mistakes of others.
She is soft but her heart in no longer
on her sleeves.
She needs to breathe.
She needs to stay stronger.
Rely on what she feels
instead of denying what is real.
I would tell her to be more,
never less
because the ones who couldn't handle her
are now counting the days
to apologize
and truth to be told
the little girl never lied
but the grown woman,
gun carrier,
is ready to throw a shot
at whoever wants to take her spot.
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