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I AM HER

I am her who sits behind close doors

and think upon my flaws

I hear the voice of others say

Who am I to become great

Who am I to be brave

You're just another one close to the grave

But I remind myself that I am her

I am her who dust myself up and say

I will one day become great.


The little Voice inside my head ready to be heard

For as far as the eyes can see I'm soaring free like a bird

What thoughts sink deep

Which hills are steep

The ones I shall find

In all its goodness I shall sing

I am her the child of a king


Who am I they sit and wonder

Once bruised, misused and abused

But now standing taller only because of his name

As mine got written in the hall of fame

Learnt how to play the game

Used the past as my rock

Not a stumbling block

Never backing down till the crown was worn

Tell them I am the one

I am HER!

 
 
 

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