real

I'm a person too…
I'm real also…
I have opinions to speak…
Why is it that I can't be heard?…
Is it because you don't think I deserve to say a word?…
Why do you get to decide?…
No one is ever on my side…
You've taken everything away from me…
You've taken everyone away from me…
Is this what I was meant to be?…
This is what I was left to be…
No there is nothing left to see…
I'm just stuck here forced to be "me"…

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A_Wolf18

Young, small Edelweiss

If dirt, sun, and rain leave you

Will you follow it?

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