I think it's time for a change
Why was I so afraid?
Oh yeah
Because I was hated
And I still am
But that will not
Get in the way
Of me
Being me
I think it's time for a change
Time to cut my hair
And wash my face
Life won't be so bad
At least not when he's here
For now
I'll keep my head held high
And my fears on the low
No one needs to know
What goes on
Behind closed doors
Or what happens
On my phone
At night
I think it's time for a change
Something different
Something unique
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Poems By Me
PoetryThese are poems about shit I've dealt with, even just this year alone. From poems about depression, love, fighting, anger, heartbreak, friendship, and wonders you will surely be able to relate to something. If you're going through a hard time like...
