All of these poems were written when I was thirteen, so they probably aren't literary masterpieces. To me, they're more than just random, silly poems. Within these poems I see a younger version of myself. A younger me that didn't know what growing up really meant. A younger me that, despite my age, thought I was all grown up.
A younger me that was immature but way, way happier.
Poems:
Pray for Our World
Torn
Reflection
Faraway Memories
Even Nature Knows
Midnight Chatter
Crystal Ball
Lost
Masquerade
For So Many Times
Illusions
Arrowheads
Note: Other than the first poem (written at age 12), all other poems were written at age 13.
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Those Days
PoesiaInnocence is bliss. I used to wish I'd grow up sooner. I thought growing up was all about getting taller and having more freedom. Just a few years ago, the only problems I had to worry about were bad grades and broken friendship. Even though I thoug...
