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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


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