The sun sets past the moon.
The moon rises past the sun.
The same thing, spoken differently.
I love you.
You are my heart.
Both convey a deep care…or so they should.
You can’t always trust the words, no matter how they’re spoken.
You can’t always trust the love that they claim to bear for you.
You can’t always trust the way your heart guides you, no matter how desperate.
Ya know
Sometimes I don’t think
That things will ever get better
Sometimes I don’t see
How they really could
But I’m not always like that
Sometimes I think
“Maybe someday”
“Maybe it will improve”
Hello
My name is Jaden
I am fifteen
And this is a poem
About me
About how I feel
Being a teenager
In 2025
Distance
Rain
Endless nights
With no end in sight
I’ve been told I’m not worth it
Am I really going to listen to the words of
Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human
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