I sadly cannot take credit for this poem. This is a work of my cousin. She gave me permission to share it with the Wattpad World. I hope you like it.
I wish it were different
My own skin that I'm not comfortable in
Hate that it like to be this way
Under no circumstance was I supposed to fold
Respect is a trait that I do not own
The physical, mental, and emotional contradictions
Inside my own mind
Nevertheless I fight my fight everyday
Game on
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Candles of the Night: A Book of Poetry
PoetryA book of all of the random poems I have written. Read through them and you'll be smitten. Updates are random for inspiration doesn't always flow. But often enough because I'm not that slow. Yes, many are written in rhyming verse. Yet not all are...
