Strenght
The feeling of not existing
there is a puzzlepiece that is missing
I walk behind my own shell
with worry and fear
and then suddently
an enormous pain appear
Here I stand, Here's the mirror
then I start seeing
seeing things clearer
I simply look at myself
and in my eyes I see an expression
I will fight it, in positive aggression
I feel the will
a will so powerfull
so here I stand tall
crying, but fighting still
With this strength inside of me
I know, soon I'll be free
Oh I feel it, I will win
Because I wont give in
Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-05-25 at 15:13
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