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as a child I was ecstatic
2013 made everything problematic
pain and sorrow is all I felt
I felt as if I moved i'd melt
sensitivity was new to me
I wanted to let go and be free

I threw myself into writing
it helped me when my mom and I were always fighting
poems, songs, essays and short stories
painful, happy, funny, romantic or gory
I wrote it all and I wrote it well
this new found love for a career was suiting me, everyone could tell

I now picture myself, years from now
writing about anything and everything, some people asked "how?"
I wish to help others with my words
maybe i can help make people flourish like birds
no matter what you go through it will be worth it
find something that helps, an outlet to release with, there's always a purpose for your birth.

(a/n: hey so I haven't posted in forever life has been kinda crazy and fucked up I haven't written in so long and I wish I wrote more but I haven't really had motivation to do anything lately. anyways this poem was an assignment for my career exploration class and has to be about life and career and I was inspired instantaneously and wrote it in like a minute and i'm kinda proud of it, please enjoy !)

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 12, 2018 ⏰

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