My Own Mind

My Own Mind

All my life I've been told

that grades are what matter,

that I shouldn't be too bold,

that if I made mistakes my life would shatter.

All from the ones who I thought

were suppose to bring me to the top.

My parents, my siblings,

those who I put my trust into.

Exploited my insecurities and left me askew.

But as years flew with time

I began growing my own mind.

I have gained independence,

by enduring my harsh parents.

To evenutally become one of a kind.

Silly, smart, sarcastic, sensitive;

those are the traits that I have developed for myself.

With my own mind

 

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