I'm happy and sad
But anger I never had
The world seems to teach
When I stand on my feet.
The saddness is here
But happiness is there
I love to draw
Whenever I find a straw.
Then I met the lad
Who gave me all I had
Everything was fair
Until he showed his true face.
The world came tumbling down
I knew That I coul nor frown
Of my destiny and life
So I took a knife.
Not to cut myself!
But the string that tied me to sorrow.
Then I was free
Flying on the breeze
Being exactly what I'm meant to be.
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Million Days
PoetryShe tries her best to adjust to her changing world. Everything is different and she feels alone. Hope is not lost! Did you know that Teens can grow so fast, that their brains can't keep up? It's not the teens' fault if they're particularly clumsy. W...
