I Tore. I Created. I Chose. I Accepted.

November 29, 2010
Why is it when we make a castle,
Your castle is weaved of silver,
strung so tight it couldn't break,
And mine made of the instructions

I Tore.

Why is it when we write a story,
Your story has the princess,
So beautiful she's wanted by all,
And mine is filled the goblins

I Created.

Why is it when we are testing,
You mind is so fast,
To pass or to fail, you know both,
But I struggle with the answers

I Chose.

Why is it when we talk about life,
Your lies are so well Created,
Your family is so rotten and Torn,
But mine is filled with the Choices

I Accepted.

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Vidra This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 18, 2010 at 3:03 pm
This poem is really beautiful. I read it several times and it's just pure amazing. :)
Makayla-has-arrived replied...
Dec. 19, 2010 at 11:11 am
thank you, you're very sweet! :)
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