She wants a life
Better than what she’s made it
She wants a home
Where darkness is ignited by light
Until all that remains are fireworks running through the night sky
She wants to be loved for who she is
Not for what they mold her in to
She wants to be embraced
For her imperfect perfections
And for all that she is
Somewhow she’s condoned
To little than what she was
She’s sick of this idiotism
And wants a new life
She walks across the room
And opens up the windows and screams at the top of her lungs
I hate it when you call me names
My beautiful never felt so many bruises
Your words run deeper into my blood
Until all I see are words swimming around
But you won’t degrade me no more
Because I am strong and willing to fight
For He gave me strength and I will Fight
Written by Aditi Mysore