This was my first poem

You try to knock me down but I still wear the crown showing all my glory ,let me give you a glimpse of my life story
I been beat down and bullied down begging God to grant me my death wish now I'm thanking God I made it on the wake up list
not knowing I was in God's hand and everything was going according to his plan
It took God to break me down so I can claim the crown
My crown tilted even though it was fitted but He was using me to silence all my critic
My curse became my blessing never been good at expressing my words verbally letting my words burn me...