I Rise
I Rise
From victim to survivor
I rise,
I fell, I got up.
From under, on Top
From slave to Boss,
I am the queen of my castle.
You thought you would break me,
I am today better than before.
I rise,
I won the War.
I rise, I rise,
Above it All.
From victim to survivor,
I rise,
I am the queen of my castle.
Roebain
Copyright © Roebain Christians | Year Posted 2021
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