When my fists clenched,
And my anger boiled,
I whispered,
“Watch out world.”
Because I am not the only one,
Who is tired of being a bridge,
For other people.
When my fists clenched,
And my anger boiled,
I whispered,
“Watch out world.”
Because I am not the only one,
Who is tired of being a bridge,
For other people.
Perfectly Imperfect Me 