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Escape the Expectations


Poetry to me is a way to show love,

It’s a place that my head and my heart dare dream of.

The simplicity of the words

Written on a single page

Gives me hope that last days upon days.

Hope of a world that will change within time,

Because now in this world

Life is not mine.

I glance upon my society as a whole,

Where expectations are to live a life other than my own.

To be the girl on the cover of magazines

Other than the girl I wish to be.

But with my poetry, my rhymes and everything in between

I show them I’m just an average shy little teen.

I show them they’re wrong and how I stand tall.

I will not give up, I won’t let myself fall.

I can be who I want with the pen in my hand,

Sometimes I believe it’s my only real friend.

It taught me love, hope, faith and how to fear,

and I’ll never forget that it’s always near.

For when I write my life is complete

My hands shake, my heart skips a beat.
This life I live on paper, is a life I wish to achieve,

Where my dreams are within reach, and I can be the real me.

The me that smiles, that laughs all the time.

I know I can do it, the dream is all mine.

It’s within my reach I feel it in my bones,

I warn you though,  I’m scared to chase it alone.

I’m scared of a lot but one thing is true

I’ll never lie about myself to you.

Because the only way I feel safe and sound

Is with my pen in my hand and inspiration all around.

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