“KING”

So many days
So many nights
Tossing and turning,
Gut feelings,
Doubts in my mind,
With negative thoughts,
Of who they’d want me to be
And I shall not become that.
As they foresee I,
As a follower, a servant,
As they dreamt, In reality
I wear this crown👑
I sit on this throne
They were afraid
Of Who I become
Because they never
Wanted me to become
A MAN
A POET
A LEADER
A KING

Written By B.T.Y.

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