I'll be that girl,
The one who stands tall,
Faced with the world,
And refuses to fall.
I'll be that girl,
Who fights for what's right,
No matter the challenge,
I'll never take flight.
I'll be that girl,
Who speaks up for the weak,
And lends a helping hand,
When others just speak.
I'll be that girl,
Who follows her dreams,
And refuses to be held back,
By anyone it seems.
I'll be that girl,
Who dares to be different,
And breaks free from the mold,
To be truly content.
I'll be that girl,
Who's not afraid to be,
Herself, and nothing less,
For all the world to see.
About the Creator
Dolly
just started living my life, and poems are my partner, make sure to like follow and help me grow.
The Symphony of Love
One evening, as they strolled hand in hand beneath the starlit sky, Ethan paused beside a gleaming storefront adorned with dazzling jewelry. His eyes alighted upon a breathtaking set of ornaments – a necklace, earrings, and bracelet – each adorned with intricately carved silver vines and sparkling diamonds that seemed to capture the very essence of Sophia's beauty.
By Abdul Qureshiabout 13 hours ago in Poets
Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
By Lindsey Altom4 days ago in Fiction
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