Sometimes I feel like I am a hurricane girl.
Creating destruction everywhere I walk.
I can't control this storm that swirls inside,
it is only unleashed when provoked.
Your eyes burn my own,
and out of fear,
I unleash.
The power inside is too much for a girl like me,
I crumble easily.
I don't want to be the cause of all this devastation.
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META
PoetryWhen the metamorphosis came, I was not ready. Change is not easy, when you're too young. My brand new wings sprouted from behind me, it burned like hell, but I stayed strong. There was people that needed me, dreams that I needed to complete. I could...
