A changing world


The best part of the world
Is constent change
Sometimes good 
Often bad
But change is the only thing you can really count on
When you are down the world will lift you up
When you are finally liking school 
You guessed it 
A pandemic comes
But when the only constant is inconstance
Sometimes you have to write your own story
By sharing your voice 
Because is there really any other choice?
For when the darkness closes in
You have to change the world yourself
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queenlalaladaisy

VT

15 years old

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  • By queenlalaladaisy

    Separation

    Why does the rain 
    tap on the window
    when you can't feel it?
    Why will it remind you of 
    the dew drops dancing on the grass blades in early spring,
    of August's ocean breeze spraying saltwater in your hair, 

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  • Poetry

    By queenlalaladaisy

    Empty

    The person is empty 
    the person with no identity 
    the one with no personality 
    Who doesn't now what yesterday was like or the day before
    Know one seems to know this person anymore 

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  • Poetry

    By queenlalaladaisy

    Understanding

    Somewhere in my past
    a sunny snow day haunts me
    the serenity 
    Feels too cliche 
    to enjoy
    I remember the glances out of the window
    on a day that finally feels like spring 
    because winter can be long and dark

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