13. My life

I try to be strong,

I try not to cry.

I never seem wrong,

And I never seem tied.

 

My head is full of thoughts

That turn into a voice.

My heart hurts from swords,

But I have no choice.

 

I have to stand it still,

Though pain cuts like a knife.

But I’m strong and I will,

Because that is my life…

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