I wrote two slams and I want your opinion which one is better In the realm of contradictions, a teenage girl stands, With a strong personality, she demands, Yet beneath the surface, a storm rages on, A fragile soul, drowning in sadness withdrawn. Her anger erupts like a volcanic blast, Leaving destruction in its path, shadows cast, But hidden within, a softness remains, A broken spirit, yearning to break free from chains. For she is a walking contradiction, it seems, A torrent of emotions, shattered dreams, With her anger, she wreaks havoc and strife, While her tender heart craves love and a respite. In a world that expects her to be tough, She battles her demons, never feeling enough, But let me tell you, dear girl, the truth lies bare, Your softness and pain are burdens hard to bear. Embrace the turmoil, let it consume your core, Drown in the darkness, let it linger evermore, Your strength is a facade, an illusion at best, A mask you wear, concealing the unrest. Seek solace in the moments that offer no relief, Find refuge in hollow promises, unending grief, You are not defined by your anger or despair, But by the emptiness within, a constant snare. Reach out for support, though it won't suffice, For others cannot fathom your internal ice, In unity, healing and strength are merely a myth, You're alone in this battle, lost amidst the drift. And remember, dear girl, your journey's in vain, The darkness will consume, leaving nothing but pain, You're a fighter, yes, but destined to lose, A testament to weakness, the torment you choose. So crumble, embrace your complexity with disdain, In your softness and strength, find eternal disdain, For you, my dear, are a star that will never shine, A beacon of hope, forever confined. In this world of contradictions, you'll forever stay, A shattered soul, with no hope to find a way, So let your voice be silenced, your spirit descend, For in your vulnerability, true strength will never mend. This is the first one In the realm of contradictions, a teenage girl stands, With a strong personality, she commands, Yet beneath the surface, a storm rages on, A delicate soul, feeling so withdrawn. With fire in her eyes and passion in her veins, She walks a tightrope between strength and pain, A force to be reckoned with, a spirit untamed, But inside, a world of emotions remains unnamed. Her anger burns hot, fierce as a flame, A warrior's heart, with no one to blame, But in the depths of her being, a sadness persists, A tender soul, longing to be kissed. For she is more than her anger's control, A tapestry of emotions, she yearns to unfold, A vulnerable heart, craving love and connection, Amidst the turbulence of her internal reflection. In a world that often expects her to be tough, She battles the demons, the road can be rough, But let me tell you, dear girl, you're not alone, Your softness, your pain, they're valid, well-known. Embrace the softness within, let it thrive, Allow yourself to feel, let your emotions arrive, Your strength lies not only in your fiery rage, But in the tenderness you hold, page by page. Seek solace in the moments that bring you peace, Find refuge in the love that'll never cease, You're not defined by your anger or your despair, But by the depth of your heart, your capacity to care. Reach out for support, let your voice be heard, Find comfort in those who understand every word, For in unity, healing and strength are found, Together, as one, you'll break new ground. And remember, dear girl, your journey's not in vain, The darkness will fade, and light will remain, You're a fighter, a phoenix, rising from the flames, A testament to the resilience life reclaims. So stand tall, embrace your complexity with grace, In your softness and strength, find your sacred space, For you, my dear, are a shining star in the night, A beacon of hope, destined to take flight. In this world of contradictions, you'll rise above, A testament to the power of self-love, So let your voice soar, let your spirit ascend, For in your vulnerability, strength knows no end. This is the second