Life of an golden child
Life of a golden child, where I began to fight for my life.
I started to fight, to search and find my problems
But you see , I was once a seed, a truly human being that was sadly & hurt and abused by just an enemy.
Why me? And others will never understand my pain, my vein, your vein. We all bleed the same damn things so I'm no different from anybody else.
I may talk way differently, comprehend way differently than others may think or see, but you see that's the golden child in me.
I'm just a different type of breed
Shh I need you to listen understand me
The world had planted seeds of disease feeding there inter piece, but you see
It's them vs greed not them vs me
Peace is really all that we need someone to talk to even if we don't believe I had my worst times, hard times moments I couldn't breathe
It became nights when I cried my big self to sleep ,
But have you ever felt like this before?
Had to stop onna side of the road and take a break from what this world had going on
Mhmh they told me to just write a poem , but my feelings and thoughts come from my heart so ATM it's a song . The Golden child
Will forever be my poem remember you are an golden child so you have to stay strong
Might not be there to catch you when you fall but remember Makayla stevenson bc my voice will always be along
Thank you
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