Just a blue balloon full of inspirational poems

All my life people told me I could never be a somebody, 

As a child I was simply the fat blonde in the back of the room, 

and as a teen I was suddenly a wreck in all the worst ways, 

I felt like a blue balloon floating through a sky made of needles, 

I was all alone in a world full of people who hurt me without meaning to, 

people who looked at me and saw a failure; a teenage ticking time bomb, 

I felt as if I didn't have a voice; a way to combat these seemingly perfect people, 

I was a thin layer of latex away from popping into nothingness, 

and then one day during lunch I heard the sound of snapping and happiness,

peeking into the commotion I saw a room full of blue balloons, 

my life was no longer a lonely one full of tears and fears, 

the emptiness inside of me was replaced with words, 

thousands of beautiful eccentric words that gave me a sort of power, 

the power to prove that I was somebody and that was when I found myself, 

laced within the poetry spewing out of every single balloon out there, 

I was no longer the fat girl in the back, 

I was the poet who poured out her soul into every piece and aimed to change the world. 

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