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Sometimes Life Is Confusing

Poesia

In the years leading up to adulthood, every adolescent questions themselves. Be it on matters of faith, personal goals, sexuality or any number of topics, prepubescence and the teen years (and even on into the adult years) can be a confusing time fo...

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Me, Myself, and the Truth

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by PoemBlood

by PoemBlood

So you've seen

Inside my head...

I may be spoiled

(None have denied that)

You seem happy,

But I've barely started.

You had to be tough,

I beg to be soft.

I like being me.

I talk through every problem,

But only to release

All the hurt inside.

I might kick the horse

Long after it's dead

But it's only to remember

How it died.

Daniel broke me

Just enough

To make me stronger,

But I don't need to be a tank.

I grew up too fast

And not fast enough

So I don't know

EVERYTHING I should.

Sensitive, soft,

Stubborn, spoiled,

Childish, immature...

These are all me.

But at least

I've got my shit together,

No matter what happens,

I'm here to stay.