I Am a Fighter

I pretend that I am someone else
I feel young and lost

I touch the cold metal rail of the bed
I worry is there something wrong with me?

I cry at the thought of a funeral
I am a fighter

I understand something is wrong from the way the doctors are reacting
I say Ill go when I am ready

I dream about being what everyone wants to be -PERFECT
I try to be the best

I hope Ill become the person I want to be
I am a fighter

poem by Chanel Jackson
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Against The Pain

I'm sick and I’m tired
“And tired” always follows sick
I’m sick and tired
Of all the tears and pain
The never-ending list
Of the hurt and the slain
Is there really anything in this war to gain?

No more tears
No more pain

I’m sick and tired of the suffering I hear everyday
Every time I turn on the news
There’s always something bad they have to say
To hear something good, so much money I would pay

Everyday I cry
For this is everyone’s life
The hurt, big or small
We’re still victims of it all

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poem by Chanel Jackson
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