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Wash away these feelings  Drown me in pleasure  Let me feel alive  In haze I see truth  I feel protected  No pain in my chest 
Know your worth  Even when they walk away  Sweet child Sing precious melodies  Cry into your pain Dance into conscious
Days on the playground Nights reading fairytales, Feeling like queen of the mound Until I hit the ground Suddenly my fails Surround with no avail.   Fear of life overcomes me.
How one looks back At the clouded idea of what has happened Defines how the future will unfold Pain That used to be scraped knees Or a break up with the one you thought was "the one"
Eyes like a pond, A portal to my mind, A flickering light, Coruscating in the bleak, Monotonous Essence of my imagination, All color fading away, Yet a sparkle,
This is a peom about my thoughts as I was waiting for my first job interview. I was so nervous!    What to do now? As I wait to begin It’s only 10 mixtures
They say after graduation, adulthood hits you, But I still yet feel the same, Even when I threw my cap in blue, Also when they called my name, It wasn't until my dad found out about my relationship, And I was put to shame, I lost their respect, I
They say after graduation, adulthood hits you, But I still yet feel the same, Even when I threw my cap in blue, Also when they called my name, It wasn't until my dad found out about my relationship, And I was put to shame, I lost their respect, I
I truly did not understand this part Nor did I want to play the part I was overwheelmed with feelings That would leave me needing I need reasurance on how I looked I did not understand how I looked
I'm nervous I'm anxious  I'm a panicked soul Oh if only peace would find these shaking pains Pulsing the coldness through my veins
It's late and I lie awake just thinking. Thinking about everything around me. Thinking about the choices I have made. Choices I'm more than just happy with.
What does it mean to grow up?How do you define growning up?Young minded, blind even, eyes open to every possibility.Curious, ignorant, maybe even a little naive.
"I was lost and now I'm found" Those were the words I grew up around church people, homophobic people, lonely people until I moved here freshman year I was in the dark I met this girl with these baby blues 
i am human... i am tired... i smile... but it's fake.
I can't stop thinking about you Now don't go and flatter yourself I don't miss you I don't miss what we "had" I don't miss it at all
It’s easy riding a bike they say The problem is I don’t know how to ride a bike Does that mean everything for me Is just as hard as Riding a bike?   I’m 17 Training wheels?
I'm the one they call fear You can find me in the corners of your heart I'm the one that seeks your tear You will never get me out of your thought I'm the hands that pull you back
10 years old is for cars  for tire swings, spelling bees, and candybars  10 years old is not for hospital lobbies not for scans of imperfect bodies  you’re different, but that’s fine, they said
Alone in life she rowed Upon the lonely waters of life Her spirit was sinking low And she wouldn't stop causing strife  She was still there in physical form But her dreams lay deep in the river Broken by a bottle of identity torn And an irreparabl
Your heart aches, your knees shake You're left with pure fear fear of what could make or break that unforeseen year   Yet many often say truth sets you free but even though you pray
It's funny how we all perceive ourselves It's barely accurate and sometimes we deceive ourselves. How do you see yourself?
You are not kind, You did not care.   You said you loved me, That was not fair.   I gave you my heart, It had room to spare.  
Fear isn't just a thought  Fear is a feeling Fear is a manipulating fraught  But with hard work comes healing  Don't put your dreams on hold  Because of this so called fear that you've been told 
Anxiety here in the school of my home town. People are staring. sweat is dripping down my face. I cannot speak now. What do I do to overcome? I pick up my brush. I paint the world with my brush.
I take my heart and stick it on my sleeve With my mind opened to start, I open my eyes and see That whenever they are jealous, and call me names, my heart is what matters I wont play these games.
A bit of a selfish binge on this one as well. I am starting to become very dissociated with the human race.
Nothing i want Everything is chosen This is the life i have Must obey and follow Try something different no never Not allowed
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