she stares down at the floor
as she walks through the halls.
she always hung her head low,
because she knew she was a
burden amongst them all.
she always stood true to herself,
even though those around her
didnt like it.
her friends tried to protect her from mean comments,
like a mother, wrapping her baby
in a comfortable blanket.
as she tried to spread her colors
in this world full of void.
her wings got cut
and her heart got destroyed.
people tell her she cant change society;
that she cant change actuality.
well, she thinks otherwise,
because this will never be her
reality.
her sorrys seemed like longings
that she didn't know how to express.
for her days became a story
full of misery and distress.
she stares down at the floor
as she walks through the halls.
rage coursed through her veins
as they've rejected her overall.
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this is my first time writing
"actual" poetry.
its gross.
any thoughts, critiques,
etc? leave a comment,
please.
thank you.
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Poetryin which she writes poems to show others they're not alone. all rights reserved 2016 LeiLani N. [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] {Highest ranking: #21//poetry}
