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Not Invisible
You never heard a word that I said
Always talked for me
And wondered why I always fled
I needed to leave
So someone could see
That I was not invisible
You thought it was proper for me to stay quiet
Where ever we went
You didn't want me to create a riot
But that left a heart with a dent
I had to go vent
That I was not invisible
If you just let me have a say
And been a bit more kind
Then maybe I wouldn't have to stay
Deaf and blind
To the one who didn't let me speak my mind
That I was not invisible
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written about teasing
age 13
I feel
Like a seed in dry dirt
Struggling to grow
but drowned by hurt
Striving to grow
But how I’ll never know
Sun beaming down
Cooking me dry
Closer for my time to die
Crushed with pressure
Full of thirst
To the point of burst
World seems so cruel and hot
See it for everything its not
Slowly cracking by
All the forces of nature attacking
Not so low yet not so high
World revolving around
Me as the days go by
Unprotected and uncontrolled
My leaves all black and rolled
Small little seed
Overcome by mold
What once was gold
Is now said, set, and sold.
I feel
part 2 - written when 14
Once a seed who tried to bloom
Soiled by the drought of care, filled with doom
Slowly reaching, growing leaves, ….. Part of me
Gaining my true colors, what I wanted to be
Dodging all of the thunder
How I’ve come so far,….I wonder
Blooming, against all odds
Defying all of the negatives, they are my acid rain, pouring down again
I grew from what they drowned me in
The hate, The tears
Stretching past my fears
And I thrived and flourished by the sun, my colors blend
Roots held strong and never let go
As the storm winds, continued to blow
And after it is all over..
I am the glistening rose....
In a field of gray clover..
Reaching out towards the light
Closer and closer
Following my future, in sight,
I’ve grown