Do not try to bleach me
I am not a stain.
Let the rain clean me
wash off yesterday.
Make me new.
Make me who
I was truly meant to be.
Till I’m grown
cause I grew
through the concrete
from loves seed.
What I know
ain’t what I knew.
I just can’t
unsee the truth.
they tried digging
up my roots.
but here comes spring.
No word wasted. Powerful and poignant!