I was born to be a writer 

To show the world who I am

I was born to tell a story

And one you'd understand


I was born to let it out

The secrets within

A story never told

The depths of our sins


I was born to see it all

The lies and truth abound

Waiting in darkness

Never to be found 


I was born to tell a truth

One we often forget

That we are not different

From those who don't "fit"


I was born. I was born. 

As we all seem to be

Each with a purpose

That will set us free. 


  • Author: Merissa (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2021 12:56
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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  • FredPeyer

    Bravo!!! Great writing. You got it, Merissa!

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good write Merissa and as Fred has said "you got it".


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