I'M Not That Bad Poem by Vandina 12345

I spend my days, my life in hell
In a crowd of thousands,
someone so alone
so far from home
Isn't there happiness,
for this forgotten flower?

Believe me please,
embrace me please
'Cause I'm not that bad
Yeah c'mon, I'm not that bad

With clenched fists
and a plastic smile
I get up to drag on
The lie that my life has become
I thought I could laugh
But who could I fool?
Why isn't there happiness,
for this forgotten flower?

Fallen on the ground
cut by my own thorns
Don't let me bleed to death
'Cause in my heart and in my soul
I'm not that bad

But my wounds did heal,
Times did change,
And so did I.
I must standup for myself
Or I'll fall again.

The life that now has a meaning
Is shining, ever so brightly
I get up to start
A new day, a new life