Same childhood, different girl.


Not everyone has had the best life,

Just like not everyone has had a bad one.

I had to get my emotions right,

It was time to no longer run.

I don't complain anymore,

Even though i know its not fair.

I let go of the hate,

That made me feel so bare.

I pulled back the curtain,

Because I deserve to be myself.

So i end this poem, 

If i can do it, so can everybody else.


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