In the Dark
In the Dart,but still I rise
Left alone in the cold Dark night
Crying ,crying I might
In the Dark,but still I rise
Me myself and i might lie
And try not to die
In the dark,but still I rise
People might hate me,but I will always love me
In the dark,but still I rise
My life is like a book Every where I look
They have took Me off the book shelvesBy themselves
In the dark,but still I rise
Now Now Now In the light I will rise.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem:
