Fractured but Not Broken
Growing up was hard for me
It had its ups and downs,
I did not mingle, I did not meet
All I did was frown.
I thought that I was ugly.
I also thought that I was fat.
The only friends I ever had
Were my dogs and cats.
But thats OK!
Now that I am old and grown
I seem to understand,
After all the things that I went through
I know I can withstand.
So life you bring your strongest of man
I'll fight him ever so bravely,
I'll take down your beast and corupted soldiery,
Because this is who I am.
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