Author: Hippiechic21


A path I chose not to follow,
feelings I push down inside.
I've lost my will to go on,
but I've still got my pride.
I've been handed different lives,
I set them all aside.
My hands still reach out empty,
but I've still got my pride.
I could live my life the way others choose,
rushing with the tide;
I'd still be questioned and abused,
but I'd still have my pride.
No matter where I turn,
I look for someone on my side;
I could look for miles and there'd be no one,
but I'd still have my pride.


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Meridian ( -- Thursday, April 15 2004, 03:11 pm


And you still have your pride......Good one Hippiechic21! That's something that nobody can take away. Your faith and your pride. That's right, hold on to what you've got Hippiechic21!

Tammy ( -- Thursday, April 15 2004, 07:35 pm

Great Poem

This is truely a great poem, I loved it.
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