Why did I have to Look strong?
Why did I have to Help the Weak?
Why did I even Run away?
You coward, Full of Whys
When you're Strong, No one offers you a Hand.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
