i kept on running because i had no choice
sometimes i felt like i have no voice
the problem is not with me its them
those who always treated like a sin
they spent so much time hating on me
that they lost the ability to deceive
i may not had run as fast
but i had done slightly better in any glass
i spent a half of quarter of my life hiding
it was much very harder thriving
so i kept on running from the situation
aware of that we all came from the same generation
i slowed down when things got better
and everyone else gone down together
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy. I also appreciate tips, and would like my stories should be noticed.
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Comments (2)
Well formatted from and well thought out rhyming. Good job.
This is an interesting insight to address. I enjoyed it! Well done. :)