Pride

Location

Waking up
Filled with anger
Blaming the world
Why - Do I
Do this to myself
It's just me and no one else
The games I play
The things I say
To hurt others to make myself
  Feel good
I'm heard but not understood
They see a girl from the hood
Just wishing that she could 
 Go back
To the days
Where hopscotch was fun
Riding bikes and freely run
And I was innocent
 To everyone expect myself
I look in the mirror
She screams for help
 "God take this ugliness way"
Not the physical but on the inside
Take away my
 Pride
 
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