Life
Sometimes life isn't fair.
It's like the whole entire world doesn't care.
People can be so cruel and mean.
I'm only 17 and too much I've already seen.
The best thing is, everything will be okay
like seasons changing- spring into May
Every storm runs out of rain.
even dark nights turn into day.
Realizing the good is sometimes hard
especially me, Natalie Gard
After there's a storm look for the rainbow
in life you have to go with the flow.
Just take one, deep, cleansing breath
and be thankful; you haven't come to death.
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