Pieces of me

POETRY HOUSE( pieces )

There are pieces of me hanging on the tree

Pieces of me flying out of the window

There are pieces of me I lost long time ago

And some, I don't even need back

There is a song deep in my heart

Beating loud from the mountain top

Their lies after the ocean an island of hope

I was made to be great

And I must  create.

My existence is mine to tell

I mean 

I can hold my peace and elope the scene

I can be  what makes lyrics sweet

Me and you can beat the best

And after the best,we can conquer the rest

In time of testing, I will quench my thirst

Or maybe do my best to make up for the stress

I've got pieces pilling up,

I'm ready to invest in this vent .

I'm a seed to my generation,

So I must stay strong in this tribulation.

For In this contradiction, I've found justification

My story is mine to tell 

I am an eye witness

I speak of all that I've witness

How my meekness became my weakness

And my fears , became my tears

I will never forget my pain,B'cus it made me pale.

Don't mistake my simplicity for fragility

B'cus  I've received purity for all my iniquity

I mean

I've been fringed from all timidity

And I've been given the sceptre of acceptability

So even if my life is broken into pieces

I can still make something out of nothing

After all we were nothing until the portal mud us into something.

Poetry has become my own therapy

So if I'm stereotyped as nobody

I will still type my identity as somebody

It doesn't matter if I've lost in the past

That's a past tense I choose to forget

I will surly win, that's a present tense

So don't define me by what you see

B'cus I've been refined by what I can't even see 

I can't explain how it feels

B'cus this feeling has made me whole

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