You can want my manifestation
You can mimick my attitude
👀 Do whatever you want
but your never gonna be me…
Pick at my emotions,
And try to bruise my heart.
Lie on my name,
And show yourself for the fool you are…
Overlooking my Intelligence and,
Expose my insecurities.
Mock my Talents
And try to come for my soul…
The Battle you will lose
But the war is a Story untold…
I survived my Depression, but I won’t think too much
see I’ve learned my lessons but I’m willing to keep learning…
The greatest Hero is the one who Stands and only fall when there’s no more chance’s of Standing!
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Really is a great piece of poetry. Good job.
This is one of your best poemsi exuberated strength and individuality. Well written with meaning and depth.