Being strong
I’ve always walked alone.
When I turned around, everyone was far away
Even so, I carried on
That what it was to be strong
I’m not afraid of anything anymore
That’s what I try to tell my self
Eventually everyone in the world will be alone
They’ll continue to live only through their memories
So I can laugh and love in this loneliness
I will fight for myself
I will never show you my tears
Because this is me
Holding on to what I can
Me being strong.
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All Of My Poems/Songs
Non-FictionAll of my poems (and some relatable songs) in one.