Hold On

They hit, they punch, they kick,
If they were me, could they survive?
The taunts, the tears, the pain inside,
But I can see if they were me,
They would have been long dead,
Suicide I said,
But I am strong, stronger then them,
So I can cope until this pain ends.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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