![]() my own path, my own truthA Poem by Beren
I believe that people exist with their values
I am not a slave to my ideas, I am their owner That is why they can change But values determine my colors If I am too afraid to stand behind them, I do not trust myself. Not everyone will walk the same path as me We will not wear the same colors with all my loved ones We will all carry different shells of different ideologies and this is how our world will be enriched There will be fractures where fear and insecurity shine And our paths will diverge I will exist with my values. I will believe that goodness can grow a flower And that I cannot be the best in every story. There were times when i cursed the boys I used to kiss, with the same mouth. There were times when I cried and begged at the gravestones, and there were times when I came back saying "there is nothing here" At the end of the day, I always stayed with myself. Because no one else combed my hair as much as I did No one loves all my favorite songs. No one knows me better than I do And I'm here with my own book and pen Whether it works or not I don't want to hide from the sun in the shadow of someone else's courage, I'm going to go out into the sun. Whether you come or not
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