Once strong and steady
The glass lay on the ground.
A million pieces of one object that used to be
Red, Blue, Black
Scattered, Broken, Shattered
A broken statue
And the worst part:
It wasn't a kid who broke me.
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WillowTree1414 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is something that means a lot to me. When i was writing it there were tears streaming down my eyes. All of the adults of the world just break the children. It was because I had a C in science that my mother came into my room and yelled at me for 2 hours straight about how horrible a daughter I am. I started crying and then she yelled at me for crying. On top of that I have a very nasty cold. Every time I go to school the teachers break my spirit. It is boring and useless, but since I am a kid I have no say in anything, and now I am broken.
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I know how you feel. Im always blamed for my parents problems! I almost moved to my grandmothers house. But I worked mine and my parents problems but showing how I felt. I talked to my family and formulated a solution, now we are stronger that ever. how old are you. If you are 16 you may be able to leave if you want to. Hope you fell better! 😛
lol im still just a young teenling.
like 13? Im 15 so if you are younger than me and write this kind of petry, well, id have to admit defet! 😀
Great write
WELCOME WILLOW ~ THANKS FOR YOUR FIRST POEM ~ First let me say it has great structure ~ and (although so so tragic) an important subject ~ about a broken Spirit. If I had a KID who got a C in Science I would buy them a GIFT and tell all he NEIGHBOURS ! Did you MOM ever do Science and if so i bet she got a D ! Moms can be so so cruel when it comes to GRADES. What does she expect you got her GENES ! And TEACHERS are even worse ~ what do they teach them at Teacher College to TORTURE the Kids and break their Spirits. My PARENTS encouraged me ~ even when i got a D which i often did. Teachers should be ENCOURAGERS ~ not SPIRIT BREAKERS ~ You tell them that next time they put you down ! Thanks for sahring ~ BRIAN. Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
thanks so much!!!!
Great poem,
Believe me when
I say this, being
Young can bloody
Suck.. my childhood
Was about as worst
As you can get.
Evil step father
Being racially abused
Every day at school,
Literally no where to
Go and find peace.
How I got through
It all was I took the
Negatives as fuel.
Became someone
Non of them thought
I could....but I would
Bet my life there's people
Worst off than i was.
It may not seem it now
But it can get better
As you grow...only you can
Do it.....sorry for preaching..
Really good poem!!!!!
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