I am Resilient.

I am riddled with scars- But-

I am a survivor.

I am a fighter.

I have lived in a glass home where

I have heard,

I have seen,

I have experienced

Pain,

Rejection,

Emotional Trauma

Abuse.

I have seen the tears run down my mother’s face from pain.

I felt that I was the cause- Because-

I am the only thing keeping my Parents together

I have felt anguish

I have felt I was an obstacle for my mother’s happiness.

I haved lived in pain of holding the world on my shoulders.

Of holding a blame in my heart which,

I had no control over.

But now-

I live in a sturdy garage.

I have become determined.

I have become ambitious.

I am not perfect.

I will never be perfect.

I am riddled with scars.

I am wounded.

I am healing.

But now-

I will reach the stars.

I am driven to succeed- Because-

I have survived.

I have fought,

I will continue to always get back up.

I am a fighter.

I am not perfect - But -

I am me.

I am Resilient.