You were my blue jolly rancher.
You were the one that made life run smoother.
You were the one I'd fight everyone else for.
Loved by all and never looked over.
You were held at such a high standard,
Everyone wanted you,
You faced no slander.
You were the one I'd always been sure of,
But you were the first one gone when the package was opened.
I was left over with the greens and the yellows,
Even the purples wanted nothing to do with me.
I was never worthy of the blues and the reds,
But you were my blue and you left me on read.
he was not in fact a blue jolly rancher, he was the fungus at the bottom of the bag
we stand with Palestine

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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3