Where the Lilies Grow

At the age of five I felt alone, deep inside no one was home. Walking around gloomy, felt like I was doomed. No one to turn to, no confidant. At the age of ten I wass dragged, someone pulling and I couldn't fight back. Rollercoaster rides, lies and byes, dreams of Once Upon A Times; only to wake up still alone. At the age of sixteen she's awaken, petals opened, life awakened. At the age of seventeen my life, was worth it. Now I know, that the sunset sets for the sun to rise and the goodbye cries sad the sweetest hi's, how the hardest battles gave the brightest medals and life then mattered. A blossomed Lily she became, her life inspired forever changed.

This poem is about: 
Me

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