Blessed with the heart of a lion, but the soul of a demon.
Exterior beauty mutes what the internal voice is screamin’.
How does one recover from the loss of what was viewed as the best ever?
Your dreams of the future change from someday, to a dark never.
Mirrors hate me, cameras love me.
My voice brings sounds of hope, yet thoughts in my mind are so ugly.
I welcome pre-judgmental humans to notice me and form an opinion.
What they see on the outside compares nothing to the internal dream that I’m livin’.
- J. 2/12
I welcome your constructive criticism or comments regarding my expression. Don't forget, when you have no one else, you have me...keep fighting and keep winning.
-J
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