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I Am Me and Me I AM


I Am Me

and Me I Am

Being young meant no worries

Growing up meant social anxieties

Dressing up

Falling down

Running around

Barely getting out of bed

Dreaming of flying

Is this flying?

No this a definitely dying

Thats it. No more trying

The Disappointment of first runner up

Once

Twice

No thrice

Hopes and dreams turn into

Tears and screams

I wished of a prince, but instead found ED

The worst part about the bottom of the barrel  is there's no light

The echos of sobes bounce off the walls

There's no day

No night

But after to long I beat the fight

I crawled out the depths of my hell

and watched the demons as they fell

I wobbled my way towards the light of a city

I looked around and only saw pity

For this beaten and bruised skeleton of a girl

She won the hearts of many

And destroyed the hearts of few

She had passed through the city

Then wandering into the woods

Monster free

It seemed

The fight lasted for the rest of her life

, But at the end when she stood on top of her mountain

She no longer wanted to fall to her death.

 
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