I'M Ready To Fight Poem by Djean Whitney

Nothings changed at all
was'nt I supos to be come someone

It's October agen and leves are
coming doun all around
the seasens are canging

But, not me
I'm stil felling lost
Finding some place to hide

Whil others are
fighting for them selves
never thinking of the cost

Why do I fell so lost
I try to act brave
but realy I'm afrad

I now I'll get by
things will be all right
because I'm ready to fight
for my self

I'm no longer lost
I'm going to fight nomader the cost
Im sick of felling lost