I was never okay being the bud,
Always wanting to bloom.
I wanted to experience brightness,
Coming out of the gloom.
I was never okay with the stars,
Always wanting to reach the Moon.
Now here I stand.
Where everything else seems bland.
It's time for me to rise.
I got here so fast,to my own surprise.
My feet on the ground,to me, isn't a pleasant sight.
Was it easy?
Duh, I got it all with a fight.
A fight not with others.
A war not meant to kill.
A fight with myself.
Me being the courage,
Me being the fright,
Me being the dragon,
Me being the knight.
Saving myself from someone no other than me.
Now here I am.
With a joyful heart, all set free.
I am up in the sky.
Enjoying being a star.
I can see the moon.
It isn't that far.
But there is something untold.
Type of people enough bold.
To tell you off.
To tear you down.
Giving you envious snorts and scoffs.
Jealous of your smile,the invisible crown.
But you gotta carry on.
Hear them out and smile.
They won't show but they'll be torn.
Then do what you we're destined to.
You've got your intellect. You've got your mind.
Will it make a difference if others are blind?
They throw rocks at the things that shine.
I was always a star.
The fault is and never was MINE.
SO,
How's this one guys??? Please tell me honestly. TBH I love this poem so very much.Not that I am flattering... Haha. The last stanza... it means a lot to me. Please vote if you like it even a bit and comment telling me the truth.
~Red_Hatted_PrinCess
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Scribbled Stars
PoesíaHighest Rank #24 in POETRY (: I don't know how to scribble down words. I write STARS that shine and show me and you the path to happiness! I don't know what word weaving is. But I do excel at making beautiful CONSTELLATIONS Breathtaking! ...
