(I had help from a friends for this one)
Nobody sees she's trying
They don't notice
Any moment
When she's crying
Her efforts in vain
Ignored, un noticed
Only her size remains
In their brains
The whole seat belongs to her
Her dress filled up
No space to spare
They whisper too scared to see
If she rises up
Above this misery
She'd leave them behind
And march on
Into ecstasy
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Poems
PoetryHi I'm Lara and these are a few of the poems I've written. I tend to start my poems with something negative and end it on a positive note. I hope you'll like it.
