Getting There

Low self esteem,
from the people that called me names,
all the guys,
that play me like a game.

years go by,
i lived life how i wish it could be,
because it needs to get better,
and it cant stay the same,
so this is where ill aim.

i wanna be respected,
not just part of the back-round,
I'm a person too,
and i hope you knew.

here i am now,
full of high hopes,
with the new me,
and I'm better to cope.

--All Poems by Tia E
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