Fractured but Not Broken

Growing up was hard for me

It had its ups and downs,

 I did not mingle, I did not meet

All I did was frown.


I thought that I was ugly.

I also thought that I was fat.

The only friends I ever had

Were my dogs and cats.


But thats OK!


Now that I am old and grown

I seem to understand, 

After all the things that I went through

I know I can withstand.


So life you bring your strongest of man

I'll fight him ever so bravely,

I'll take down your beast and corupted soldiery,

Because this is who I am.

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