People thing they know me,
If they do, they would know,
That when I say I'm fine,
I'm lying through my teeth,
That if I say everything's ok,
It's really all going downhill,
And they should know if I say,
I want to be left alone,
I really mean I want to curl up,
In a corner of the room,
They would know that if I'm crying,
I really want some comfort,
And as a last resort,
If I say I want my mommy,
I really mean I want,
Someone or something to cling to,
These are the symptoms,
Of a moody teenaged girl,
Who always feels like,
The weight of the world,
Is on her shoulders but in reality,
She's just a misguided student,
Learning the right from the wrong,
But that's normal in society,
Though not in all households,
Because some parents won't take it,
They won't put up with the fits,
And though I try not to be one,
I can't help but complain,
About the little things that,
I have a hard time with,
Because I have to figure out on my own,
How to deal with my problems,
I'm not spoon-fed by my parents,
Which will make be a smarter person,
Even if at times I can't figure it out,
I'll always have someone telling me,
How to do this and do that,
Because I'll remember the advice,
That was told earlier on in life,
Because to succeed means to go through strife,
It will all work out in the end,
Just like it was always planned,
For me to have my own ways,
And for me to part with old friends,
For me to forget old foes and frenemies,
I need to leave all my fears behind,
I need to look over my faults,
Just like I was destined to do,
From the day I was created by God,
I will prove to all that I belong,
No one's words will sting me,
For I have a shield,
The shield called restored dignity,
And nothing is going to get to me.
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Kari's Drabbles
General FictionA collection of things I've written in the past. Most of these are on Deviant art, but I'm going to post them here as well.