She walks on her own away from the crowd
She’s different, no need to say it out loud
Never cared if she was bullied, picked at, or teased
Her only desire is the right to be free
Free of the world that doesn’t except
Free of the people who try to suppress
Free of the words that try to divide
Free of the one’s who take to “survive”
She wants to stand up to call out the void
But could one little voice be heard above this noise?
People will always try to put her down
But as long as she’ll push up she will wear the crown
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The sucky poems of an artist
PoetryMy sucky... no i wont even call them attempts... My sucky poems... well in my opinion... other people like them... so if you wanna surprise me go right along and do it
