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growing up is miserable

in a house and not a home

where love, unity and peace do not reside,

some would say, you’re not alone

we have our own secret hell

a tap on the shoulder I would get

and a welcome to the club, quite a relief.

so glad now that I belong

but what is this I see?

weakened spirits, decrepit and lost

they all abound,

paths are strayed, dreams broken

youths wander with no place to go

others take solace in forbidden drugs

education is considered a waste of time

tomorrow I see, is dark and bleak

no, I would not join the club.



I envy the homes filled with laughter,

I long to feel the sense of belongingness,

I grieve for the loss of a brighter tomorrow,

I denounce the fate that befell me,

I weep for my family that never was,

I look for love that would make me whole again,

I cling for hope,

I promise never will I let this put me down,

I refuse to face the ground,

I will stand up though still weeping,

I pray for courage and determination,

I challenge myself,

I dream,

I defy the odds,

I reach for the goal,

I dare you to believe in me for –

I will fight and overcome!