This time
I stood my ground
I didn't let him tower over me
I stood up stright showed I'm not a little girl anymore
He can not just keep pushing me around
I am growing up
He can not push me down again
I did not cower in silence
I stood in confidence
And he showed his weekness
I saw it in his eyes for a second he saw who I am becoming
And there was a gleam of shock in his eyes
He had to step back to regain himself
When he returned
I was bright and shining
He figured I would be crying
But I am freeing myself from his grip
I am pruving him wrong
I am better then he treats me
I deserve better
Just a little longer and I will be free
Free from hurt
Free from his put downs
His expectations and
His limitations
I will be free to be me
I. Will. Be. Free.
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Poems From a Sophomore
PoetryThese are a bunch of short poems I've wrote throughout High School. They won't be posted in any specific order though. Don't feel like you have to read them all but you can probably relate to at least a few of these. Enjoy <3 P.S. Most of the ne...
