They don't realize what they've done
How far they have gone
They had a quiet girl
Who was pushed to grow up too soon
Now that girl is a warrior
A fighter who never gives up
One day that girl will be free
From her prison cell
This hell
Once she leaves
She'll never come back
I am this girl
A girl who was forced to grow up
To leave my life behind to survive
I will cut my own path
And never follow anyone else
I am a warrior, a fighter
A survivor
And I will make it
No matter what it takes
YOU ARE READING
Fighting Back No Matter What
PoetryWhen I'm going through a lot of stress or emotional problems I write poetry. This is some of my works that I've just been reluctant to show people. Some of them are mine and some of them were given to me.
