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So called 'twisted'
They called me twisted,
Said that something was wrong with me.
Is there?
Is there really something wrong with the things I wish to voice?
I wrote things down.
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Wetness
Last night,
I dreamed of the clouds.
They looked so magical, all up so high.
Suddenly I was there,
with them.
It was cold- freezing, even.
And the water from the clouds on myself was freezing.
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Training
Today, I was in class, and my friend asked, If you could play any sport, what would you play?
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Try.
Try,
Always try your best,
even
when it seems like
the world is ending,
always try,
because it can always make a difference.
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Always second best
Today,
I told my dad about something I made.
I told him it was the second best in my class.
And I was proud of it.
But he said to put in more effort.
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A crazy back and forth world
Light and dark,
Dark and light.
Yin and yang,
Yang and yin.
Something comfortable in the uncomfortable,
And something uncomfortable in the comfortable.
I know it doesn't make any sense,
Loves
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Numb
I find it absurd that the President is doing so much bad I no longer have the capacity to feel any more.
I have become
numb
numb to the fact that this man has broken so many laws you can't even count them.
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When
When did I become
the kid who skips Halloween?
The kid who asks
to be picked up early from parties
agrees in the first place only because
she feels obligated?
When did I become
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Never 'Enough'
It’s never enough.
I sit on the floor, listening to Frank Sinatra,
Waiting for words to combine themselves,
Typing and deleting sentences because they aren’t ‘enough’.
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Welcome to the world
Welcome to the world
that never gives anything back.
If you want it
you work for it
if you don't
you're letting everyone down.
You'll fall in love
and you'll hate it.
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the thunder
Sunny days brought her life.
The flower loved sunny days.
She flourished under the bright star,
smiled at its rise.
But then the next day,
it rained.
Hard.
Like a thunderstorm.
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(yet another incomplete poem)
something hits me differently
when the asphalt is wet from the rain,
and my music is turned up all the way.
my sky blue converse stained with the tears of the clouds...
i can't ever think straight.