This is how I now, get my aggressive thoughts out,
Been through plenty of the hardships and doubt.
Never thought I'd be a voice for the voiceless,
Even some family members don't get any of this.
No support or interest at all is really shown,
That's fine, I still won't stop, part 2 and I'm grown.
No need to cower and cry cos they can't relate,
Fuel burns and turns to fire inside my heart mate.
- Author: Shaunmatthewcpoetry ( Offline)
- Published: January 13th, 2025 11:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments3
Excellent write
Cheers.
You're welcome
Stand proud and say as you feel, enjoyed the read
I try haha
Good write SM. COOOEEEE!!!! Do ya hear me? There's a voice for them - me talking rubbish! lol.
Lol!
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