Weighed down from my first breath

A rough start and a true test

World on my shoulders I hold it like there is no stress

Talking to a lost set of parents I hope your impressed

To find a sliver of weakness in my defense you'll be hard pressed

Keep my circle tight if I love it its close to the vest

I'll give it everything I have no more no less

And i will sleep sound for the wicked there is no rest

I was built to survive and thrive so let the wind blow

Battle to the last of my life in a crescendo

Stone wall foundation of flaws scars on skin show

Every part of me is artistry I let the pen go

Is this actually poetry I dont even know

Just thought I'd give the people a chance to dive into my soul

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