It Was Me Myself and I

i molded my life
all by myself
without the help of a mother
and the support of a father
i stood alone....
i stand alone....
i refuse to let others....
become a burden to me
i calmly push aside
the unwanted....
and invite in
the welcomed....
i keep others in my shadows
because i don't share.... i cant share....
my spotlight.... its mines....
and i worked to hard....
to let anyone take the credit
I've fought many battles
some I've won....
some I've lost....
but i keep going 
i keep moving forward
pushing and struggling.... to make it
i molded my life
all by myself....
just me....
and i had no help



Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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