A hall full of people and there I felt small,
No friend to pair up with just invisible,
My hands use to clam up, try hiding my tears, had to partner with the teacher this Happened for years.
Why was I so different , nowhere ever felt home, I always bought friendship so I wasn’t alone. Guys use to use me, all I wanted was love, I always tried hard but it wasn’t enough.
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StaceyHellewel1998 (
Offline) - Published: March 11th, 2022 04:33
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then make Poetry your friend
Use, it
empty all your aches and worries
into ink
strive for your own poetic expression
then let it marinate
eventually
read it back, try to heed the wisdom
you've imbued in your writing
for yourself
and when you're ready
go out, brave the world
and let your poetic self
shine, as bright
as your eloquent words..
I wish you, all the Best!
thanks for sharing
I'm with Mek Stacey .. and welcome to MPS my friend ........................ 🙂
Aww, sad and what an honest piece. Beautiful expressions you have here, and I hope you find many friends with your poetic side. Thanks for sharing!
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