So unfair and unjust
So cruel and merciless
You make life living hell
Haunt innocent souls,
And brag about your cunning.
My hands you've chained
My body turned into a slave
For helplessly I must abide
With my body freezing a skeleton
I must bare the pain.
Yet be not certain, not when I bend
My flesh you can destroy, not my will,
Perhaps you can silence me now,
But my ambitions you grow instead
And only I bend to forcus higher.
So only a seed in mud shall prove
When I sprout a new to your suprise,
For it's the pain you give not the roses
That fuel my ambitions further
And a stronger reason to fight harder
So I can create change later.
©meisha
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