Was Am Will Be
I see a small child
She has potential that shows through
Making her unstoppable
Believing she has what it takes
Making life her sanctuary of support for herself
Ignoring all the hate and negativism
Music holding her head to the sky
Lifting her higher and higher to become a women
Everything comes crashing down
New look
But new judgments come with it
People throwing balls of fire at her
She laughs
Laughing at their “joke”
Deep down she’s crumpling to pieces
Struggling to pick them up
And put them back fast enough for the next blow
Tranquility
One by one thing fall into place
A friendly face helping her pick up the pieces
People see her changing
Mouth drop in awe
As the girl they once teased
Transforms into an angle of beauty
More envy than hate
She is no longer bowing down to the demons
The roles have been switched
For now they bow in respect
And her life is back in her grasp
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