July 06, 2017
I slide my glasses on,
And think,
Who will I see the world as today?
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An escape from an inner prison—
That, to me, is an addiction.
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There is always twilight
Between day and night.
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To judge without proper knowledge
Is to ask a blind man what colour is.
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Why do people feel the need
To judge what they do not know?
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Weakness is not a flaw, rather,
It is innate strength recognized.
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One must know when to laugh
And when to take charge.
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Stereotypes must not define me,
My kin,
Or anyone else I see.
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The numbers are never that important,
It is the story they tell that is.
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The Final Year (SY 2017-2018)
PoetryThe final year is here- But I'll not leave without a proper goodbye. A collection of short poems that describe the life of a 10th grader. All poems are mine unless stated otherwise.
