I am almost 18 years old and I have been writing poetry since middle school... whenever I am sad or mad or stressed or even relaxed, the words just seem to flow and next thing I know, I have in front of me a piece of art...my poetry :)
No one wants to believe
So we just sit and grieve
This should never have happened
And the weight of pain cannot be lightened
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I thought that it was right
That your love for me was true and bright
But I guess I was wrong
And I feel like giving up, I’m not that strong
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Just because I’m a teen
Don’t judge or treat me wrong
Don’t pick me last because I’m not as strong
Don’t stereotype me because of a song
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