Destined To Be Poem by Kayla Yeager

Destined to be
What I am not
To be changed
To be made

To be turned inside out
To scream and to shout
To love those who love me
And to be stabbed in the back every day of the week

Destined to hate what I am
Destined to be what I am not
Please relics me
Please set me free!

But you won’t and that I know
I feel as thought you have a hold of my throat
Taking my every last breath
Darning my every last dream

Stomping and stepping all over me
Like a used door mat on a rainy day
I pry you can see what I mean
Hopefully before its to late