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Im a Survivor

Why do people worry for me, They fear that I’ve been through so much, With my past and my scars, But my scars are my battle stories, Each one tells a tale of survival, So I wear them with pride, The blows I took never killed me but made me stronger, And the names they called me only served to harden my resilience, Really there’s no reason to be concerned, I have been through so much and yet here I stand, Because I am a survivor, I don’t fear the future, Because I am a survivor, I am not defined by my experience, Because I have chosen to be who I am, Despite of what I’ve been through, I am a survivor, Look at what I have become, Pity my past but don’t pity me, Because I am proud to call myself a survivor, And I will continue to survive, Larger and louder than the life that has tried to tame me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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