Finding It

Dear Self,

When you were 6

You yelled and yelled

and your heart felt sad and confused

because that boy embarresed you at school


So Self,

when you were 10

you hit a wall

with your feelings you gave into

because you felt this pain you never knew


Then Self,

you were 14

you found some ink

you sobbed and you cried as you wrote

because it was the first time your heart broke


And self

now you're 16

journals now full

because now, whenever you're hurting

you can find your solace within writing


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