The world is a battleground.
If you're not "good" enough,
If you're not "normal" enough,
Then you're the target of their attacks.
But what is "good?"
What is "normal?"
Their hate is a collapsing building trying to bury you
But you must break through.
You must be like dynamite blasting through the ruble.
BOOM!
Then you can stand on top of it all and tell everyone that they were wrong
You may feel like you're unimportant but that's not true.
We are all the hero of our own story.
We are all good enough.
They say you're
To fat,
To skinny,
To weird,
To tall,
To short,
To different.
But are you?
No!
None of that matters.
You don't need to be someone else.
You just need to be you.
Because all that matters
Is what's in your heart.
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My Book of Poetry ChH
PoetryThis is just what the title says alot if not all of it will be free verse meaning it won't rhyme or follow any sort of pattern This is Chapter H This Chapter is complete