To Manage my Beast!
Focus.....
drive.
Inside,
STRIVE! ! !
With every blow,
soon after a rainbow :)
Beyond all the trife,
beyond being a wife....
Deeper in a soul,
a feeling of wanting to grow.
In a world...so different from my beliefs..
the people...the language they speak...
It is time, for me, to be who I am....
not for the world that plays..plays by hand.
My inner beast wants to be fair.
Not for the people that just don't care.
I'm not a number,
nooo, not at all..
not you're 2am call.
My inner beast is waiting to explode....
not be a part of an episode....
poem by JAR Poet
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