I see the person I was and the person I want to be
People with better hair, better faces, better graces
Can this stupid boy be anything greater than he is?
Hiding in the wrong body
The longer I stay here, the more he dies and the more she lives
To be better
To be stronger
For these dual lives to die...
But if I don't get out of this place
I'll forget his face
I might never see him again
YOU ARE READING
Fight Your Demons
PoetryPoetry from an angry boy, too scared to be a man A paper heart and an incarcerated mind Caged words and a broken tongue The words spilt in the night This is the absence of light, the expired fight All the demons come to take him away In hopes he w...
