My Inner Turmoil

My Inner Turmoil

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This started out as a midnight rant. I couldn't sleep, and when I can't sleep I usually type my thoughts into my phone. Specifically the thoughts that are keeping my up. This poem is for teens who are struggling with finding themselves. I know how hard it is to be yourself in the American society of today. I understand your pain, and I decided to turn my midnight rant into a story to help my piers. A poem that will hopefully help young teens, or even older teens, on their journey to adulthood. Or at least on their journey to find themselves. Their true self. I hope you dudes and dudettes enjoy this... poem?...story? I'll call it a narrative poem. I do not condone hateful comments, but I embrace and enforce constructive criticism and positive comments. !Enjoy! Peace ✌
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