RISING
I watch the tears falling,
from the skies
because i know we thought
we would get better
but it didn't.
Together through the storm
and sorrows
we believed
that life could give us a chance
Was it worth it?
society said no
it ruined me
i cry
and listen to my faith
I let myself down
“i give up”
thats the thing about it,
my pain
it demands to be felt
I guess i'm tired of having these
...feelings
it hurts
i'm screaming inside for no one to hear
“you are beautiful”
i heard up above
i'm rising
and i realized
we all accept the words
we think we deserve.
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