Below me are the put-downs
others made of me in stone.
Only I can break them,
and only I alone.
For even though they're marked in stone,
they're not permanent. They don't matter.
Only I know my true feelings,
and they can make rocks shatter.
Then I took my true feelings,
and etched them in the sky,
Now I always know what I am,
and the reason why.
others made of me in stone.
Only I can break them,
and only I alone.
For even though they're marked in stone,
they're not permanent. They don't matter.
Only I know my true feelings,
and they can make rocks shatter.
Then I took my true feelings,
and etched them in the sky,
Now I always know what I am,
and the reason why.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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