Solidarity, her favourite,
Depression? Nowhere near it.
She plays a foolish game,
Day and night
.
A crazy balance of nevers and don'ts,
The lyrics, she gives them light,
The combination of sweet and edge,
The sugar coated version of life.
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The fairy tales for teens,
The most cherished of moments;
All the Ever Afters, hugs and kisses,
The simplicity of it; happy endings for all
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As a girl, she only wanted to grow up,
As a teen, we all wish to rewind,
To return to those moments,
The pure joy of everything
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Where the guy gets the girl,
And there's nothing that can't be fixed,
Where success is at your fingertips,
And your emotions no longer remain mixed
.
Toddler to child,
Child to teen,
Teen to adult.
All transitions with large indifference
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As a kid, no one dies, they simply 'go to heaven'
Growing up, it's the hard, cold truth; they're gone forever
Adulthood is when expected to be wiser, responsible, overall better,
Since when can one be judged based on their age?
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Tis the abyss of adolescence that stole her shine,
The expectancy of success that told her she couldn't,
The waves of sadness felt from a loss,
The tender touch of a friend, only to be ripped away
.
She's fallen deeper,
And deeper
Pick her up,
Please,
.
No matter whom you may be,
No matter what others think of you,
No difference in the rumours,
Nothing matters,
Just as long as you can,
You can set her free.
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My poems, the sad reality of my life
PuisiThese are poems written by me, I've been told that i'm a really good poet, so I wanted to be able to show some of my favourites to people, these poems all reflect on my life and feelings, so yeah, this is the first time I've done anything like this...
