STAY TRUE TO YOU

Who are you without the light?

this LITTLE mouse who cries at night.

I climb every mountain full of fear, but no longer do I doubt if God is near. I can hear.

more within than outside me-- I've learned to be sound proof.

I'm growing to be be bullet proof.

The world has wounded me and I feel obligated to get us all free.

Things I can't control hurt me, things I can control bore me.

I am a whore when I'm lonely; except I don't demand money.

I deeply dream to be called a wife, but future timelines aren't seeing that.

I'm weakest when I've been rejected, probably cause it took a lot to present it.

I'm strongest when I've mentally rested, my family keep me stressing.

I feel karma weighing in.

I often feel equivalent to dirt, because my actions still stem from hurt.

Too fast am I defeated when my attempts have been turned down ...

I've always been the type to let it be dark until it was time to shine.

My words have finally got me in a bind.

The love I felt once finally died.

Others came back from a retry, sorry -- I deny!!