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September 17, 2015
I never used to care
About people, words, or my hair
But lately it's been different
Though I still put on a front
I can feel it forming, a small tiny tear
Like a violinist who gets last chair
Soon it will grow, sealing my fate
Like a person who loses a debate
A divide that keeps me from calm
Or even like a person not asked to prom
Feelings of turmoil deep inside
Not knowing in who I can confide
What are my motivations in life?
This question causes me the most strife.
© Hannah U., Staten Island, NY
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