The burden I carry in my dark soul
Makes my heart wither and shrivel
Almost breaking me.
But I will not be broken.
I will not allow myself to be tormented
By the ones who took no pity
When hearing my cries for help.
I will stand strong sigh no regret.
We are all equal
But you see me as less
Than human.
Why?
I don't need an answer to know
That I am nothing less than important
Because
I am perfectly imperfect.
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Author:
Uniquemistique (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hello! This is a little something I wrote in a short period of time. I was just jotting down thoughts. Thanks for reading!
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Those who oppress you are certainly less than perect . I'm sure in their minds they think they are perfect . . . bullies .
This is brilliant! Amazing job!
Thank you so much!
Nicely written deeply introspective
Highly relatable
Thank you!
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