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A winter's day On a snowy and freezing evening I am alone Sitting in a room full of warm bodies Surrounded by laughter and chatter
I am strong. No one can tell me otherwise. What you did was wrong, And it took the stars out of my eyes.    I got back up I fixed the broken peices of my heart
I was going to write a pretty little poem about words But now my pretty little words shall turn a phrase about words that parants say which failure shall we alight today? sting like blunt knives
I rub my eyes, Eyeliner, Mascara, Streaks my face.   Makeup remover, Wipe, By wipe, It disappears.   I continue, Foundation, Concealer,
Mom and Dad you can't write my script, this y'all will never understand. I am my owm person,I do what I want, not meetings yours or anyone else's demands.
Who am I? Why am I here? What should I strive for? How will I know when I’ve achieved success?
I am strong and free, I wonder if society will ever change, I hear the voices of my past,
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