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The Truth of Being a Girl
Walking home after dark or that short top
Are blamed more then the man who didn’t listen to the woman yelling stop
Appalled?
Well at 10 I was catcalled
I’ve been grabbed
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Panic Attack in the School Bathroom
I can't breathe
My heads against the
Stall wall
The coldness keeping me
From passing out
My feet are on the
Gross ground
Trembling
I can barely tell
That the floor is solid
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Pink
When I was little
My favorite color
Was pink
I wore dresses
To school
With matching
Floral headbands
Then I turned ten
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Hold My Hand
Hold my hand and love
Me more then I ever could
And please don't let go
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A Girl Who Loved Stories
Let me tell you a story
Of a girl who loved stories
A girl who waited for
Her story to start
A girl who wished on dandelions
For true love
Loves
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fermata
I sob for
something I think I
hate, but cry "no no no"
when asked if I
want to quit.
Because I just can't.
There is no
possible way
that I could quit.
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Anxiety
The curtain call
I’m out of time
I dance with my hands tied
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permanent
Pages hold the ink
of my pen, tears of my eyes,
power of my words.
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The truth about fitting in
fitting in is rent, and it's due every day
paid in the basic clothes you wear
and in the people of which you smile and compliment
but more importantly in the people you don't
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space between two lines
Conflict causes crazy
crisis, confuses me
until I'm numb.
Don't know what
I desire, asking the
question, "who am I, really?"
because I really want to know.
People's perceptions poke
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Picture Perfect Pumpkins
You picked me because I was "perfect"-
you took me from my comfort spot,
my home-
to put me on display for others to judge,