We are the strong
We are the proud
We are the broken
Who got up when we fell
Our stories are written in dust
Built from broken trails
The frail hands who raise their arms
Despite all the chaos
We are the found
We are the afraid
We are the empowered
Who still remain brave
Showing our scars
Showing who we are
We are the fighters
Marching
On and on....
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I'm digging a hole. To hide from you. I don't know what else to do. I'll try to hide, from your constant abuse , but it's still no use.
All that glitters is not gold, That is what I have been told, Every face has a story to behold, For even though rumours enfold, She stands tall and she stands bold, For even as the wicked scold, She...
You can tear me down, You can up and make me cry, You can tease and taunt me, You can make me want to die, You can spread your rumours, You can torture me to hell, You can trip my efforts up, You can...
I was their first born baby. Born in the summer they were happy with their young lady. But a sick child I was turning their days a bit shady. But I was born to fight and I made it through.
You look at me like I'm out of place. The deep scars that haunt my face are staying. The ambition to live is dying, blowing out like a candle in the wind.
If you can't speak nicely, Don't speak at all. If you don't get 'equals', Just keep your voice small. If your smile's a smirk, Then keep your face straight.
Just a little poem that popped into my head. Abandon me in a cave, Throw me to the flames, I will be brave, I will walk away unscathed.
I'll happily climb on top of the world Fighting till the end to be heard Kicking and screaming in defence When some pretend and see no sense Some will hide from what they know Even when evidence is...
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