Like all flowers that bloomed in adversity,
In hard-strife, in vigor;
I’ll bear the pride of my beauty within
Kept long enough for the world to see
Though kept, don’t get me wrong
In courage, or lack thereof
Or shyness and low esteem
My beauty will bloom eventually.
In hard-strife, in vigor;
I’ll bear the pride of my beauty within
Kept long enough for the world to see
Though kept, don’t get me wrong
In courage, or lack thereof
Or shyness and low esteem
My beauty will bloom eventually.
-- This poem is from my classmate, and she said its okay for me to use it here --
