Struggles of Life

All of my life I tried fitting in.

Little did I know I was living a sin.

Not caring what I did nor who I hurt,

I was looking for a way out of the dirt.

I wanted to feel special; I wanted to be loved,

I wanted to feel like I could eventually rise above.

Feeling so alone and so lost,

I was willing to do anything, no matter the cost.

Suffering day after day,

There was no reason for me to stay.

Couldn't find a way out,

I grew tired of being in this drought.

Feeling as if I would never be cared for,

Not being able to spread my wings and soar.

I wanted to die and not be alive.

God whispered to me, "You have to strive for more."

He told me to roar and learn what I need to fight for.

I am trying to find peace from within.

Only then I will win.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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