FIGHTING

By Queen Edel


I am a human with two lives,
One that tries to live and the other that survives,
The one I allow people around me to see,
And the other that’s bound and keeps fighting to be free.

When I have my phone in my hand,
My life looks so beautiful and grand,
But once I put it down,
In my thoughts and misery I drown.

Feels like I have been lying,
And didn’t even recognize that I’m slowly dying,
Dying of being a popular loner,
Afraid of being seen as a weak mourner.

Behind this beautiful smile,
Is a fearful little girl in a lonely isle,
And beneath this dark glowing skin,
Is a woman fighting to win.

I may be fighting many battles at the moment,
But the fire within me is my most precious component,
I am slowly ironing out pieces of me that had been creased,
And I am watching myself transform into a beautiful brave beast.

By Queen Edel

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