I am a person,
Not the kind you think of,
I am indeed a person,
More than you think of.
If crying soothes you,
It weakens me,
And if laughing strengthens you,
It annoys me.
Respect is a word,
Knowing it is a deed,
Ignoring it is a sin,
Believing it, however, is faith.
Silence is a weapon,
For those who keep calm,
My voice is an asset,
Am proud of it, least embarrassed.
Losing hope is pathetic,
When life’s nothing but grays,
Fighting for a life is relinquishing,
When life’s all against you.
This, a note of a jumbled person,
Deep within he resides,
In a tomb of a chamber,
In darkness,
And then a light strays in,
Lifting me up,
To the rainbows,
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