create me

by *sweetheart* - Not entered

i, this mold of others
make me someone
give me a personality
i want to be myself
whoever that is
struggling with love
desperately holding to faith
for faith and hope
is all i have left
and when he above is holding me
the rest try to take me down
making all the more difficult
and i cry out
for love

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-11-04 19:46:58
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:39
Poem ID: 50967

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