Poems from yes_itsbrina

I'm 17. My dream is to be a poet like Maya Angelo. I can. I will. End of story.
I’m struggling I’m broken I’m completely Stressed. I let people run my life arguing who was the best Dressed. Hanging on to nonstop gossip...
She seems to be Unstoppable Like the world can’t hold her Down. And sometimes she seems so Confident, Like she’s waiting to be Crowned....
Turn the pages and you’ll find Me. Just get lost in the Words. You’ll find my voice as loud as Lions. For all the times I’ve been Misheard...
I kept wondering when I would be called to do something Big. For me to cast out demons, or walk on water like you Did. Or for me to teach...
I always wondered why you walked away. You leave the ones you say you love And just went on your way....

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