I am my own
I am Queen
Of my own world
Self esteem on my door
Lowering down to the floor
Mirror, Mirror, where am I?
I am a loss in my own eyes
Drive me away into the night
Kill me now and i'll win the fight
No man owns me
No money will buy thee
Don't touch
Don't hold
I'm broken
And will not be sold
that's a really good poem, it has meaning. that's all for now... xXpeace outXx
I like this. Many of us have been in those situations. But we all have to get through it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You seem to be one of the few and strong, that somehow manage to stand up for all women. I'm astonished. All my best Agnes