I used to think I had to hide
But I know better now,
The scars are my pride.
Only to wear my crown will I ever bow.
Amongst all the battles that I've fought
The hardest was the one with my thought.
I'll rise up, unapologetically free.
I'll escape the cage built for and by me.
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Anguished Optimism
PoesíaI am a confused, crazy, and curious soul. These poems are a small window into my mind... Wanna take a peek? This Poetry collection contains the following:- (*) Interesting Rhyme Schemes (*) Plot twist Poems (*) Poems telling a story (*) Symbolic Poe...
