Old School Glory

Five.

Disneyland, princesses, and stuffed animals.

Ten.

Elementary school, firends, and drama. 

13?

High school. Sports teams. Classes. 

15?

Fear... Judgement... Silence...

17...

...

...

Scared. Silent. Paranoid. When does this ease? Will it ever stop? Does the pain or fear ever leave me?

My mind never stops. Never sleeps.

18

Loud and triumphant! Bellowing from teh rooftop my glory rings true. I beat my mind

my oppressors my fate.

Finally

I am not a kid anymore...

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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