"THE BROKEN CRAYON STILL COLORS"
There was a boy who failed
Every class
His teachers gave up
Even his own father called
Him "******"
But that boy didn't quit
He started writing alone..in pain
And that pain became purpose
He became someone the world
Couldn't ignore.
That boy ? He could be you
Out there reading this story
Different story,but same power
Applies.
You're not useless
Even a broken crayon
Can still color.
Never stop believing
In your comeback.
......By Krisriches
There was a boy who failed
Every class
His teachers gave up
Even his own father called
Him "******"
But that boy didn't quit
He started writing alone..in pain
And that pain became purpose
He became someone the world
Couldn't ignore.
That boy ? He could be you
Out there reading this story
Different story,but same power
Applies.
You're not useless
Even a broken crayon
Can still color.
Never stop believing
In your comeback.
......By Krisriches
"THE BROKEN CRAYON STILL COLORS"
There was a boy who failed
Every class
His teachers gave up
Even his own father called
Him "Stupid"
But that boy didn't quit
He started writing alone..in pain
And that pain became purpose
He became someone the world
Couldn't ignore.
That boy ? He could be you
Out there reading this story
Different story,but same power
Applies.
You're not useless
Even a broken crayon
Can still color.
Never stop believing
In your comeback.
......By Krisriches
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