Bravery Or Something More? Poem by Angel Wings

Bravery Or Something More?



People call me brave, huh...I guess I never thought of it that way. The way I thought of it was in the past I was just an angry, upset little girl whom feared every man even the one I called daddy. Every day I lived in fear of being judged, criticized, and left in the world with no where to turn for comfort. Eventually I suffered worse and it got to the point where I counldn't bring myself to face the day. Finally came the day of change. I'm a young lady whom fears no man in her life. I have grown and blossomed into a gorgeous and outgoing young lady. I no longer fear what the day will bring, but I face it with a smile on my face and strength in my heart. The scared little girl was then, this is now. This is the improved and 'brave' young lady you all know now.

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