Grown

Sun, 06/23/2019 - 16:50 -- AlainaE

Cry, Cry, Cry

That’s all you do

Cry, Cry, Cry

Until you know that it gets you nowhere

It shows weakness

You don’t get respect 

So Cry, Cry, Cry

Until they make you stop.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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