Poetry

I will stand up, and I will fight,
I will work to show the light.

I just want the world to see,
The girl who is the real me.

I am a girl, who is afraid,
Of everything the world has made.

I'm not as strong as you think I am,
I'm not as clean and pure as a lamb.

I have cut and I have bled,
But still the world has not found me dead.

I have not been able to kill myself,
But I know that I need help.

Every cut ends with a scar,
And never again do I want to go that far.

The love of my life left me in the rain,
And now I'm drowning in the pain.

No longer do I know who my life is for,
I just don't want to be alone anymore...