My soul is a ball of fire .
My heart is broken glass .
My words are bows which might cause pain .
Each part of me is a weapon.
Each second of my life is a fight .
Each day I have a choice of weather or not to stand for the right.
What shall I chose ,
I don't have to but I want to .
I shall fight endless wars if that is what it takes ,
To make this world a better place .
Tears are scars on...