Summer
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The time goes by
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The sun goes down
Yet all I’m left with is the same frown
Mom just had surgery
Why is it all we’re feeling is worry?
Stress, disappointment, sorrow-
Is there any happiness I can borrow?
This is supposed to be summer.
Being outside and having fun like no other.
Yet I’m trapped in the very bubble I blew.
Why is sadness the only feeling I can latch to?
I’m tired of feeling this way-
Not being able to experience summer breezes blow me away.
Being and feeling alone at night.
Longing for a taste of real life.
Having no choice but to imagine somewhere I can go,
Far, far away, somewhere unknown.
Yes I may be 13,
But all I have yet to be-
Is happy
I want to be able to laugh without feeling empty
I want to prosper and feel lively
Why is it I get the opposite?
Leaving nothing but the convincing feeling that I’ll be okay in a bit.
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