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Pointless


I’m struggling I’m broken I’m completely Stressed. I let people run my life arguing who was the best Dressed. Hanging on to nonstop gossip shed too many stupid Tears. Don’t remember the last time I rested my head down in Years. I’m too young for this Drama, no more time for this Stress. I got to keep my head high, continue taking the Steps. I’m breathing I’m breathing I’m completely Free. People no longer run my Life. I’m living my life just for Me.
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I'm 17. My dream is to be a poet like Maya Angelo. I can. I will. End of story.

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