In the Dark

In the Dart,but still I rise

Left alone in the cold Dark night

Crying ,crying I might

In the Dark,but still I rise

Me myself and i might lie

And try not to die

In the dark,but still I rise

People might hate me,but I will always love me

In the dark,but still I rise

My life is like a book Every where I look

They have took Me off the book shelvesBy themselves 

In the dark,but still I rise

Now Now Now In the light I will rise.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: 



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