Poem: Teenage Warrior no cherry blossoms fall below me
its been a year since ive seen then bloom
a rebelling soul
a failure to my traditonal bound family
a radical for my beliefts
alone, hurt, confused
but for i am never disheartened
because there has to be a way
there has to be a fight to break free from this complex life
this is my fight, a war to show my true self
the sword reflects my problems
courage and bravery are my weapons
my heart is my bestfriend
for they are the only things i need to win this painful struggle
As cherry blossoms fall below me
I bow down to the ones who have doubted me
my battle has been fought, my was has been won
i am no longer a radical, or a lost, troubled sould
i finally am myself
no confusion, hurt, or pain
