Night Light
And it'll be another night
Where a piece of me dies
More of wanting someone to fight
To help me feel tight
but I don’t have that
There's no such thing as that type
And maybe if I fall asleep
I’ll be able to see the other light
Where someone can help me
I’ll finally be alright
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I am a 10th grader that wishes to pursue her dreams of becoming a therapist. I am a very happy sociable friendly teenager, and I hope posting my poems on here gets me somewhere. Right now my poems are featured in a magazine called Penpal Connection. Even though my poems seem to be depressing, I hope people my age relates to them.
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