Think of this like a sequel to my earlier poem Work. IT DOES GET BETTER!
I fought the fight and now here I am
Out of breath, ink on my hands
Billie or Lana through my headphones
Notebooks, textbooks, books of notes
I fought the fight and now here I am
I know there's still far to go
Made the sacrifices and I know
It will not all go wrong now
I'm taking my time, I stay inside
Ice coffee, dried fruit, water
Hot tea or boxes of apple juice
I do it all for me so
I can go to university
You know it makes me happy
And my words will travel to the sea
And then I'll write like Lana
Her songs are my favourite poetry
Like Eliot or Duffy
Want to write books like Charlotte Bronte
I am learning all the things
That one day I will grow to be
YOU ARE READING
So Real
Poetry'I'm used to not being a lot of things' This is a poetry collection exploring the complexities of modern teenage mental health, especially for teenage girls. There is a balance of dark and uplifting poems and some personal ones too, including topic...
