She lays in her bed it's probably 12. She starts to cry. She wonders why they have taken everything away from her. She is good. She loves them. She knows however they will never understand. Why doesn't anyone stand up for her. Why do all say one day but right now it's out of her place. They tell her pick your battles. They tell this is why. And when it's their turn they ask her why they thought she was smart. And when it's their turn they tell her I give up you don't understand. They judge her personality. Call it an attitude all you want but that's the girl I am. I don't get it just because you are offended I know more doesn't mean you need say such. There's a difference. Why can't you see it. Why must you always hate what I know. You adore me but you hate me. Why? Why can't you accept the girl I am.
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Angel's Poems
PoetryA collection of poems I have written some of which are in books of mine or posted individually for votes. Some of them are kinda cheesy or typical. I hope you like them. Also some of the poems were written specifically for the books that they are fr...
