People try to bring you down,
'Cause they are afraid of your wings.
Build your walls up so high,
That breaking it become their sins.
When they call you by a heinous name,
Oh! For them its such a shame.
Calling their own blood a bad,
Is like accepting their parenting lag.
Its their misery and not yours,
So my dear, dont dwell on it.
They'll burn in the fire they cause,
And your parachute will swell on it.
They attempt to throw shade and hate,
To lower your self-esteem.
Believe me love is in your fate,
More than you feel or would've seen.
So chin up dear, shoulders back,
Wipe your tears, no need to sag.
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This is for u my dear,
PROUDSwiftyARMYDirec
