Poems from shagas14

To never be good enough is to be a sponge submerged and a balloon squeezed, nowhere for the air inside to go.   To never be good enough is...
Yesterday I sat unmoving in a little cove  As the wind whipped my hair back and forth.  I tried to keep my eyes open As the rain forced...
They are me,  The unruly hair and stained yellow bottom tooth  The dark brown stretch marks resembling chicken scratches  The excess amount...
I stare at this blank page my hand not sure of what to write. Even when I think I am filled to the brim I am as empty as the words on this...
America, The Great Here lie the words that I pen to you. Hoping that they pierce your armor. Like your bullets do. I am not wishing harm....

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