The young me

The story that completed me is the story I'm gonna share

Years ago I wore pant designed with curiosity

Hair bands made of pity

With a matching shirt that reads she's too gullible

I spend time alone in a corner feeling too ashamed to unvail my identity

Wasn't sure of who I was so I kept jumping into spaces that didn't fit

pretends was my best friend,oh! I Mean the only soul I got

I freely gave what I had but held on to candies that weren't met for all

Even though I looked strong I was bullied by those way too young to hit me

Crying like a baby was all I knew best 

And it didn't help, no it didn't

So I crawled out of peoples Lives when I stop feeling comfortable

Like a candle stick I held on to what I really felt within

Before I clocked 15 have got lot of fears seating in my heart

Each time I cough it like a bomb been released Into the universe

Like a dream come through all my fear started to manifest it existence

And yeah!I saw them coming but couldn't fight to keep my self from falling

And so even though I wore a mask,I still look like a jerk..

My fears became my own addiction,

And I had to live with it for years I couldn't recount

Until my spirit awakens and rang a bell of change

It sounded like cymbal, or maybe a trumpet

Hearing the early morning birds sing beautifully made me realise that I could be a better version of me..

That I could make new friends, bury my fears and knock down all bullies

I could be a new me living inside of me and pushing my dreams

My old self keeps dying everyday, and I keeping growing each day..

Not just a day work,it took a whole lot of work to build me..

And it has been an awesome experience...

PoetRuth