Still Standing

About a friend who I thought was a true angel from God…
The angel I thought that God sent
Was really an angel broken and bent
He was all confused and soft spoken
The love he thought he had was really a token
But I, oh how learned so quickly
From living in pain and such misery
Wow! Why me? I sometimes ask?
Being tangled between the present and the past
Well I guess I learn from my mistake
But a heart that is broken is hard to make
Walking on still with my head held high
With passion as the days goes by
That whatever I myself go through
Will always stand tough even for you

By Tamika Johnson
Published: 1/10/2008

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