MOVE ON

Ternic73

Always the last one to be picked on a team

So frustrating, I wanted to scream

Not pretty enough to be asked to the dance

Staring in the mirror, hoping my chance

Waiting for the phone to right so someone would ask

But as always, I was last

Don't understand what's wrong with me

I'm fun loving, my spirit free

Heartbroken friends not what they seem

Although they were never mean

I guess I was supposed to be alone

Many night I say by the phone

I've decided it's time to move on

Hoping for long term friendships is gone

I can't change the past this I know

 What's done is done, need to let go

I think about that time in my life

Now I am a mother and a wife

It's helped me become who I am today

There's nothing left for me to say

Time to go forward and move on

  • Author: Ternic73 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2017 14:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Bibbeck

    Good for you! A loss for all those who didn't pick you on the team, or ask you to dance, as what you've become is better than them. This speaks to me and I expect will do to many more. Well done.

    • Ternic73

      Thank you very much. Just thinking about the old days, and where I am now. I don't know if I am better than them but I think Im better than what I was.

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      Love this autobiographical poem Teresa it is gem ! The rhyming couplets and good meter give it a powerful rhythm & flow ~ which befits the long time span of the poem ! It would be good to divide it into three sextains (stanzas with six lines) and a final triplet (three line verse) which sums up the whole awesome poem ! Love You for being You ~ BRIAN. Please check my Poem ~ Hour Glass Figure ~ Thanks B.



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