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Step Into My Mind


Everyday you act like me With every chance you get, You want to become like me So conferrable with what you see Know that you will never be like me As though I see the world in black and white I invite you in to see what holds behind these eyes What really make me so dangerous So full of fear and yet I stand here Try to bear with me For you will not like what you see Knowing the me, that makes want my life That tears you to millions of peaces I stand feared with all nightmares run free The only this in here was that little girl Cute, strong willed, colorful girl Feeling the weight of the world passing the tears You begin to wonder Finding that one day she turned to the demon Raising the feeling that only dark furthered in You come to stand to a man so dark and scary Looking as he watched the little girl Knowing that she was bright so full of life He moved as the darkest of night Putting hands on her Pushing that fear in her Yet see don't move, looking with hope Thinking nothing was wrong A billion hands over her she begin to know this was not right Tears building but not showing No one to tell, feared her Thinking she was to blame holding what was wrong carried her Pushing her on, turning her and it mold her Those scary feeling that waked her, The fear begin to anger her She walked head held high showing that this was all a new person Rising from the ground, that smile that came from her was none like no other. The child you saw was gone hidden from the world While the demon within raised forth You want i looks, you wanted my actions, Yet when you saw that I was a broken Afraid of the world and the men in it I could come to terms that no matter how hard I tried I was never the same I was different the hit head The freedom to stand free from all memories that played in me You waited this, you wanted to be me Now this is what you get Shadows form with in nightmares hold me in I am very different know and I can never change I am my demon and I am my savor.
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drpaerj
This poem is a bit of who I molded to be, I stand against sexual assault.Speaking out of and revealed to be stay in fear and suffering

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