Poems from amberrose06
When will my body ever be good enough?
When I have to be treated for a sickness that is caused by the ridicule by society?
When I work to...
His casket is lifted,
As the preacher finishes his last line
Of a soldier's remembrance.
At the age of 23.
His father to never see his...
Here I stand.
Hit by 17 years worth of pain.
Here I stand.
Struggling with the most elementary problems.
Here I stand.
Against the...
One job.
One life.
To change.
To inspire.
A spoken word.
A musical addition.
An artisitc eye.
The definition of what I may become....
You don't want your child?
That's not your choice.
You made that.
How can you look at her face
And deny her?
She's your blood
Your...