Trapped
in a small place
no one knows your
name. You're
just that girl
who never speaks,
who is consistently
overlooked.
You want to be
big,
beautiful,
unignoralble.
But chains
hold youdown
on te groun
where they all say you
belong.
People expect the predictable
and the known.
They expect perfection
and nothing less.
You're supposed to be flawless--
a goal unreachable.
You are flawed and damaged,
a little insecure, and
sometimes crazy--
we all cant be perfect.
Be free.
Break away from
the things that hold you
back from glory.
Wear your insecurities
like a crown:
be proud to be you.
Smile, say goodbye to all
you've ever known,
put on your wings, and
fly.
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Lost, Found, & Forgotten [A Collection of Poems]
PoetryThis is the second collection of poems I have written. Enjoy