Twenty Sixteen

Location

Puerto Rico

Twenty sixteen

Why’d you have to be so mean?

All you seemed to bring was bad

I never felt so sad

I wanted you to treat me good

Instead I was like a car hood

Protecting everything inside

 

Twenty sixteen

I’m happy you made me clean

You got rid of the dirt,

The fake friends in the high skirts

They used to show me fun

But now we’re completely done

I was able to find myself

 

Twenty sixteen

I turned more into a teen

I was licensed and got a job

Yet I still managed to sob

You were okay,

Like an average day

But twenty seventeen is going to be great

This poem is about: 
Me
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