My Own AnchorA Poem by Kezia HanaleighI built my trust on a pile of sand Takes forever but seconds to fall They said they love but they left They said I'm wrong when I am right They laugh when I cry They run when I stay I am a tale.. I follow them everywhere To heaven or hell Or through lies and truth I keep asking my mirror Who is this girl standing before me? It looks just like me Sounds like me But they lie.. again I thought the real me is dead They keep holding me far from seeing Then I found that mirror again I breathe and saw the mist I am alive, this whole time I am alive I spent too much time loving, caring Taking a bullet for them When they're the ones holding the gun Storm came and they hide Rain washes all the stain of trust Leaving strength and passion No more crying and cutting Stand straight, keep my head up Say goodbye to a million fake faces Knowing that from now on, I'll be my own anchor
© 2014 Kezia HanaleighAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorKezia HanaleighSeattle, WAAboutI'm 17. I just love music and i love to write... I learn so much about the world when i read, and i hope people can learn something from my writings. Twitter: @kxzia more..Writing
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