written sometime May 2017
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i am a child
a child, who is like 5 : 00 am, because I'm bright and ready... but aggravating.
i am a child
a child, who beams like the color yellow, vibrant and crazy, but..
don't paint your room that color or the crazy will become you.
i am a child
a child, who laughs like June, but cries but April.
and i am a child,
a child who is like ketchup on KD, not everyone likes me...
and that's okay
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YOU ARE READING
p o e m s
PoesiaHighest Ranking #114 in Poetry if you post these anywhere else i will fight you mate cover by me
