Music...
I've lived through all the pain that kills
I've been stronger than most
I've never thought that I would feel this way
God's on my side but I just can't seem to trust him
I want to let him in but it's harder than I thought
I look around to see smiles on their faces
They see one on mine but, that doesn't make it real
Some smiles hide a thousand tears
Mine's the biggest
I'm not a good lier but I'm good enough to make people think I'm happy
I never wanted the pain
I didn't do anything to ask for it
The taunts
The laughs
The faces
The names
It all kills me inside
Music...
That's what has kept me here
Music....
Is a saving grace
Music....
Is my one and only life
Music is Me.
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I have been through situations in my life that some would say make me stronger. They made me wise, they made me cry, the took away all my hope. But I'm still living. Poetry is my way to express myself. Besides music, it's all I have. I'm here because I found a place where I can be recognized for my poems and not my experiences. When I won't be judged because of what happened to me. Other than that you'd be surprised at how happy I seem. I'm outgoing I'm hyper I'm not allowed to have sugar because I'm so hyper I'm caring I'm helpful I care for others more than myself I have high expectations and dreams Music is my life This is me and if you can't except it than leave.
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