Poems from bethanysayscheese

I love to write poetry even if it's on the smallest subjects.
Words really do hurt. They leave scars in places The heart only feels. -bcr
Tick tock, goes the clock, as I'm just waiting For your mind to click, realize, and see I want you. I feel the bittersweet sting. Wish you...
Mother gave birth to me. Father saw me be born. How can he not care That I am so torn? I wanted him here; In my life, But instead he took...
You look in the mirror, Begin to apply the corrupted judgments of society upon what you see. But what the mirror doesn't reveal is what...
The others, they'd laugh, they'd snicker. Choosing teams, they'd say, "Don't pick her." Turning red, embarrassed, I stood. I envied them...

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