Proud

I’ve got scars
And you do to
I’ve got dreams to chase
And I’ve got fears to face
I’ve got promises to keep
I’ve got monsters to slay in my sleep
I’ve got eyes
I’ve told lies
I’ve been hurt and kicked and down
I’ve smiled and I’m no stranger to a frown
I’ve fallen down and laid there
I’ve grown up tall, and cut my hair
I’ve screamed and bled
I’ve been full of life and full of dread
I’ve walked, and run, and crawled
I’ve been stone faced, and like a baby, bawled
But I’m here, I made it at last
It was pretty slow, not at all fast
But I made it and I’m proud
And I’ll still cry and sing and out loud





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Briii95 said...
Aug. 23, 2011 at 8:30 am
i love this poemm(: i can relate to it.
 
Queen-of-Sarcasum13 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 23, 2011 at 12:22 pm
thank you =) 
 
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