Mama always said I was good
She saw something in me that no one could
I doubted her, didn't believe it
Teachers even said I was bad
Me being dumb I believed them
Thought I was good for nothing, what could come out of me anyway?
I sat at home and wondered what if I follow my dreams and become what everyone said I couldn't ?
Ha! That would show them.
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Poems for that Certain Feeling
PoesíaJust poems I thought of to help ease pain or possibly make you smile. All of them aren't rainbows and sunshine either. Everything doesn't end happy and everything doesn't end sad.
