The reason i write
On the outside I seem tough
Like a hard shell surrounds me
But when I write
The shell cracks
And the inner me comes out
I let people see the lighter side of me
The side that is too nice and easily forgives
But when I write
The darker side of me shows
The pain, regret, and sorrow
Writing is a necessity for me
When no one will acknowledge me
Poems fill that void
Writing is my life
And that is why I write
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baiylee2012
I am a cheerleader and a Senior in high school. Poetry has been my therapist throughout the years.
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