Everything is crumbling all around me,
I don't remember how to see
It feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders,
It's not the pebbles it's the boulders
All of the struggles going on,
Make everyone seem like a con
Trying to trick me into doing their bidding,
This must be a joke, they must be kidding
At home I am a slave,
Trying so hard to pass the wave
But everyone keeps pushing me down,
Im terrified I might drown
At school I am filled with hope,
Because there I can have a scope
There I have people who love me for me,
Not trying to make me fight about who I should be
It is my only safe place,
Although the teachers may move in a very fast pace
But it is all coming to and end,
Because I am not letting anyone make me bend
I am a fighter,
I will hold on even tighter
No one can break me,
I hope that now they can see
The weight is getting lighter,
Because I chose to be a fighter
Now I can truly see,
Who I will be
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A/N
Scope is just a fancy word for a possibility or opportunity to do something.
This poem really does come from my heart being overwhelmed is a commen struggle for me, and I know some of you might have this problem to. Just don't give up if this happens to you fight for your right! Thanks for reading and let me know what you think!
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