Seventeen

Seventeen

Just a crazy number for a crazy girl

Bundled and wrapped up

In a crazier world.

With these feelings,

And the mindset that I'm in

I feel like i can't win,

Make it or break it,

Amazing races on the daily 

Can I slow it down?

Can't I Break the routine?

I want to find a place

where i can show my face,

And not feel like a disgrace 

Cause I'm not perfect

But I'm not Worthless

I just need to be 

More like myself. 

But apparently 

It's not good enough.

I've always been an outcast,

the girl who get's picked last,

Always hiding in the back

of the room.

But finally i'm breaking

Out of my shell,

I'm done letting my world

be a dark, scary Hell.

I'm gonna make it in this life.

I'm gonna make it in this life.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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