What If I Was The Rose That Grew From Concrete
What if I was the rose that grew from concrete.
Im just waiting on the day that I can bloom into a
beautiful world where I can be free from worry.
One day I would like to travel the world and Probably
discover a new light to shine or show off. Im pretty much a
young kid with big dreams that seem small.
People ask me WHY.
WHY do you have to shut us out?
WHY do you not wanna be like us?
I don't wanna be like you because im trying to bloom
and be the best I can be and succeed and reach my
Greatest Dreams.
This poem is about:
Me
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