Mama, I Hope You’re Proud Of Me

Mama, I Hope You're Proud Of Me

Mama, I hope you’re proud of me. I took all the awful things they did and turned them into empathy. Mama, I hope you’re proud of me, I may have let their poison under my skin, but I let it drip out of my fingers as poetry.

– Nikita Gill

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