I know my worth, but you hesitate,
As if my fire’s a crime.
You seek a flaw, a way to escape,
But I’m beyond your time.
I won’t play games or chase you down,
Nor wait in endless queue.
If you can’t rise, then step aside,
Because I’ll never bow to you.
You call me bold, you call me proud,
But truth cuts deep within.
If you accuse me of being too much,
Perhaps you’ll never win.
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Echoes Of an Unbroken Heart
PoetryEchoes of an unbroken heart: A Collection of Romantic Woes Is a poignant collection of my poems that explores the bittersweet essence of love and longing. Each piece unveils the struggles, uncertainties, and profound emotions that accompany romanti...
