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I Am Beautiful
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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It Gets Better
Sometimes
I wake up
And I just can’t
I can’t get up
I can’t go to school
I can’t go get my meds
Why?
Because sometimes
It’s too much
Accepting this world
Is just too much
And I just can’t
Make myself -
Blood-Hands
Blood
Hands
I look around
How did I
Get here
No
How did we
Get here
To this place of
Rioting
Festering
Loathing
Hatred
When I was young
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Besties
Before we bonded
Bullies belittled me
And it broke my heart
Because I felt it in my bones
But now that we belong
With each other's beautifully
Breathtaking selves
Their words don't break
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My Depression
Some days
It’s hard to find
A reason
To get out of bed
The depression claws
At me
Begging me
To just stay there
Sink into the darkness
And disappear
But I don’t want to
Do that
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My Best Friend
As I stood there
Crying in the rain
I stopped and stared
At the sunset before me
My tears fell faster
As I remembered
The feel of his arms
Around me
And thought of how
Distant he’s been
Loves
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The Young Poet's Manifesto
anyone
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The Pain of Broken Friendship
A mini-canvas of me and her in a faceless painting style lies face down in the corner of my bookshelf. It took a month or two to turn over, but I still have the canvas. We made it at her house during a sleepover.
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Orchard
now I sit in the orchard
Apples, pears, and plums filter the sunlight
it shines through in thread-width rays
pure and packed with heat
unmeasurable in inches
unmeasurable in its own way
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In what world would I ever know my Grandmother
How can it be that I cannot exist without and with her
Sometimes I like to imagine we have the same eyes, brown with glints of green and yellow, like a sprouting garden in spring.
