5 May 15
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It's so weird,
That it's okay.
I'm not angry and I'm not sad.
I feel strong.
I guess if you believe you are then you might be.
If I surround myself with better people I might become better.
If I smile more so might everyone.
If you say something to me I don't like.
I won't be aggressive neither will I sit there and take it.
I'll tell you how I feel.
I don't need to hide behind the shield of sadness or anger.
I just need to be honest because in a moment everything will be different.
Writing this won't be present but a past.
If we are going to make a difference; it's about acting maturely.
Surviving.
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YOU ARE READING
The recollection of my misunderstood thoughts.
PoetryLife's a struggle and it's hard. There's nothing you can do. Just get trough it. I hate my life. There's nothing new. But when the sun is out and the sky is void of clouds you can't help but feel a smile is overdue
