I am made of pain and struggle
Love and hate
Tears and laughter
My smiles became cries,
My wants became needs
So don't judge me,
If i became who i was.
You dont know the factors surrounding my rebirth,
You don't know me when i was simple ,
You walked in on me,
Without a knock or seeking permission .
You walked in when i was in mid battle ,
Excuse my chaos
Don't assume the worst of me.
Because i have been through it
I have lived it.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the silent
PoetryRandom poems of a rollercoaster of emotions, more like spoken word poetry than actual rhyming poetry, open to suggestions and ideas, heck we might even write a poem together someday. ???
