I dont know what to call this...

story by: Alli Steward
Written on Feb 23, 2014 

In beauty she sings
In laughter she talks
In sorrow she comforts
But in pain she dries her eyes

There are so may stories about this young girl
For the reason there are many of her,
In diffrent sizes,shapes,colors,and genders she walks
But nobody knows why she wont talk
She wont speak her feelings
So here i am
I am her.
I feel her
She runs me.
I am out of control.
Dont let her control you
Be happy
be humble
be yourself.
-A.H.

 

Tags: inspirational, encouraging, hope,

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