Fists hit their marks
Marring flesh with cuts and bruises
Confidence falls without thought
Diffrences pull us apart
Society does not accept me for all the diffrences I have
I am not someone to be loved.
Cannot you see that you are me?
I am not that different after all
I have my pains just like you
My heart beats and I bleed just like you
Cannot you see that you are me?
We aren't that different after all
But now I sit
And now I know
That things in life grow slowly
As a tree in a forest of ashes it takes time to sprout and grow
We are waiting to bloom like night flowers so green
Our time is now
This is our spring
We are strong
Different
Unique
Our past will shape us
It makes me me
