AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I swear this is almost the last one. Here's part eight!
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Why can't I change?
I want to.
I want to be strong.
Brave.
Happy.
But somehow...
I can't.
I have before.
Whenever I am happy,
someone ruins it for me.
Either my sister,
my ex,
or me.
Most of the time,
I get stuck inside my head.
My thoughts get the best of me.
I pretend I'm hated.
That's what it feels like.
That's how I'm treated.
I get glared at.
Yelled at.
There's no reason for this.
I didn't do anything.
Whatever I said,
Whatever I did,
I didn't mean it.
Give me a second chance.
I'll do better.
I promise.
I won't do it again.
I'll change.
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A New Beginning
PoetryIf you've seen me on Inkitt, hi. I'm back. This is my book of poems, but, as the title says, a new beginning. Follow my story through the poems I write.
