An Optimistic Journey

Forsaken…

taken…

for granted.

These seeds that have been planted,

By me…for me?

Which is me?

The scholar? Or do they have me by the

collar?

I swell with frustration and holler,

for help.

Once a roar, now a yelp…HELP.


Me,

grow this tree

of wisdom.

So that I may give some…

LOVE and HOPE

To those living under the scope.

Magnify…like a fly,

I am trapped.


To see who I wish to be,

but wait…I get hit by a freight,

Train.

My tears fall like rain,

upon this page,

no longer a sage.

I am weak and meek, but…NO!

I tweak!


My mindset,

I cannot fret,

must find my breathe.

INHALE…

EXAHALE…fully.

I am souly,

Me.

FREE.

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