Living Through It
I am fine
I will survive
After every time
I live, I will get mad
At you sometimes
You do mind,
I don't get your kind
I will find,
Another way to get signed
To find some other way
To not be in your day
Crawly to find other ways
To be no-where to be found
Running with unsound like a ninja unbound.
Copyright © Desiray Wells | Year Posted 2014
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