Eighteen Years Old

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Time to write another verse, one ill probably forget to rehearse.

With my busy days, and selfish ways.

Trying to get caught up with school, but honestly I just feel like a fool.

I dropped out just to start again, back to the school halls to laugh and pretend.

Eighteen years old, I know im done being told.

Get your life together, or you'll be down deep forever.

Bullies aren't here, so don't let new ones near.

Make new friends, don't let them come to an end.

Friend for life, ones who are willing to fight for what's right.

The new girl, everyone wants to take for a whirl.

Things start to get better im begging to smile, maybe this one will stay on my face for awhile.

~Arial Blair 5/30/18

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