Sometimes ,all it takes is a raised voice,
A whisper, barely heard beneath the noise,
Thinking I can't hear, my name is spoken,
Sometimes, that's enough to leave me broken.
Other times, all it takes is my own self,
My self-doubt, anger,
Enough to leave me pleading for help,
Mostly, all it takes is a simple ray of light,
A kind face and an honest smile,
To make me stand up and fight,
Make the world less vile, it's enough
I'll be happy and I'll smile.
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This poem is very personal and it's supposed to serve as a reminder that words don't have any power over us if we don't want them to. Hope you enjoyed :) Please vote.
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