I am strong.
At least that is what I'm told.
I don't believe it myself,
but now I have to be.
It's funny, my whole life I've tried to prove people wrong.
Now, I have to prove myself wrong.
And that requires more than I thought.
Instead of telling others I can do it
I am forced with having to climb over my own mountains.
YOU ARE READING
What I Know to be True
PuisiA collection of poems by a person whom is trying to collect her pieces up off the ground.
