I'm Growing
Fighting this world
with "friends" and foes included.
Abused and lost,
looking for an out
trying to make parents proud.
Losing hope with every breathe.
I will fight, after all
I haven't come this far,
for only this.
I am more than what he
did to me.
I am me, I am worthy.
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