I walk with my head held high
But you don't like it so you say that
I Am all the things that you hoped I'd be
All the small things you wanted for me

I don't tell you so you don't understand
What could I be? I'm all woman
Your limited mind could never comprehend
Why I walk like I'm Hallelujah's best friend

So you scheme and dream, you hope, you wish
I greet you with happiness, you reward me with this
Was I to cry, back bended against your whip?
No you can't, you won't , you'll never break my spirit

Readers have left 7 comments.

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www.urlyric.com, Unregistered

It will be coming back soon, even better than before.

 Posted 2008-04-10 23:17:25

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ronald, Unregistered

What's up with the girls of the month, run out of girls.

 Posted 2008-04-09 22:28:14

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Guest Poet, Unregistered

lol!!!!!!!!!!!lol!!!!!!!!!! dont pop me up lol!!!!!!!

 Posted 2008-04-05 00:32:12

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Aliana, Unregistered

People are always judging others, saying that they are sneaking just because they do not talk alot, or, saying that they are rich because they keep themselves well and they are not always begging and acting desperate.

People always want you to be what you are not but they need to understand that the world does not work that way.

Love this poem.

 Posted 2008-03-24 16:31:57

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