7-13-08 Finding Faith
Everywhere I go
People are taunting me
Trying hard to make me give up
Trying hard to make me bleed.
My heart may break at times,
But my spirit will not crawl
I’ll sore to the highest skies
I will get up, if I fall.
My mind is very fragile
My emotions are not in tack
I mistaken some people as friends,
But always get stabbed in the back.
Still, I fight to go on
For that’s all I can really do
My faith, I try to keep strong,
As my eyes try to find the real truth.
Copyright: Michelle Argo
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