You don't pick me up
You're dragging me down with you
And I don't have the strength to pull back up
Or let you know that I need to
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoetryI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
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You don't pick me up
You're dragging me down with you
And I don't have the strength to pull back up
Or let you know that I need to
