Proud

Thu, 12/12/2013 - 22:43 -- AMenuey

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There is this deepness,

Darknes,

Burning in me.

Begging me to give in.

 

Striving for approval,

Reaching for hope,

Wondering,

Waiting,

Just to be told.

 

No matter how much work,

No matter how hard I try,

There is no way,

That I will ever see pride in your eyes.

 

I'm the black sheep,

The broken,

The once was,

The never will be.

 

I've come to understand,

I am who I am,

and no matter what,

If no one else will be.

 

I'll be proud of who I am.

I've worked hard,

I've been knocked down,

But I haven't given up.

 

That darkness,

It's still there though,

Waiting for me to quit,

Just so it can laugh.

 

And when It laughs,

I'll hear your laugh,

Because all you've ever wanted,

Was for me to fail.

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Comments

savigirl14

Really good

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