Idk Me And The Reat Of The Band Havent Figured It Out Yet But Comment And Tell Me What I Should Call It Please Poem by cora brooks

theres nothing i can do with the moment
sorry but theres no way i can keep you going
help yourself once
help yourself again
learn to fight your own battles
maybe youll win
giving ups for quitters
maybe thats what you are
youve never been hurt
youve never been skarred
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so how did you get this far?
well this aint gonna be given
time to take a stand
be yourslf you might just find out something
ive opened up these wounds
can you feel the sting?
who are you really?
who are you trying to be?

do you see what youve become?
trying to hide it your not that strong
your past is dog that bites
your futures not that bright
your present can go to the mourge
you can fix it
its your choice
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no ones perfect
everyones scared
thers alawaysa demon hiding deep inside
and someday it wil arise
hiding makes you weak
but being strong can be your fall
sometimes you just have to be neutral
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only every other
should you put back together
fix yourself
its your time
show your colors
its your time to shine