When cradles and graves seem fable
age invisible behind well and able...
You want me to be something I'm not.perfect
i know when you were my age you weren't...
Fed up with so many people judging me
judging me by how i look...
As, the days go on i get more scared
What if i wake up tomorrow and your not there...
Do you ever find it difficult to carry on...
When conflicts arise and discouragement seeps its...
© Francisco Guzman 2006
If I am weak and feeble, it is because I choose to...
I carefully write out
The lines of my life...
I wonder what Martin would think,
if he took a look at our generation...
This cant be happening
I must be going insane...
I am a caged butterfly,
who just wants to break free...
Perhaps I'm not the cutest girl,
or the best student in my grade...
I looked for a miracle
And instead I found a lie...