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I'm nervous
And I'm scared.
Meeting new people -
Not my thing.
I can be outgoing
I can be anyone they want me to be
Anyone who will be liked
But me
I will thrive
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Camp
Shattered moments
Gathering in my mind
Like when we went blueberry picking
And gave up on it
Because there were only a few ripe ones
And Z taught me that the green ones are actually pretty good
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Yeah I know
What's wrong with you?
Why can't you take a joke?
Why don't you ever go anywhere?
Why don't you talk to anyone anymore?
Yeah, I know.
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Summer camp
Nostalgia
I love this place
This camp
Third year
With my cousin best friend
And...it feels like school
There are people from school
Which
Even if I like them
Makes me tense up
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I dreamt that
I
t o r e
all the flowers down and
p u n c h e d
the waves until they
s h a t t e r e d
like icy glass and I
c h a s e d
the grassy road till its end
s t o m p i n g
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Ticket
"Having a career isn't all that there is in life."
You think I don't know that?
I know it isn't.
But I also know
That this is my ticket into the real world
And I'm not going to blow it
For silly parties
Loves
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Dear Musketeers,
You two have entered my life at different times
yet you both mean the world to me
I dread separation -
the battle between boredom and loneliness cancels out everything else and I miss your everyday comments on the world
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The Fall
I
saw
you
and you
saw
me
but what
we'd
do
I couldn't conceive.
I start
to
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Engrave Me
I am jealous of books,
the stories that have been created from beautiful minds,
but they tear me apart inside.
I'm jealous of every broken character who finds their place,
their person,
their home,
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Paradox
Love is a paradoxical thing.
I want desperately to be loved.
I want to wake up to a "good morning, my favorite person" text.
I want the last thing I see at night to be a little red heart emoji.
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I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you
I love you and your smiles
Your voice even though I’m still learning your language
The way your hands hold things
A basketball
Your sisters hand
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hey friends
when were you going to tell me
that we were never really friends?
and instead you pretended you liked me
so you could laugh at my tear-stricken face.
all those nights I opened up like you cared