Don't be upset,
You’re too young to cry!
Too young to weep
As these precious years roll by.
Life is short, my dear-
Enjoy it while it lasts!
It’s such a waste to spend these years
Living in the past.
Cheer up, stop that stream of tears
Flowing from your eyes
Don’t listen to those hurtful words
They’re nothing but all lies!
It’s okay if you don’t start out great
For there are many hurdles in life
The sun will still rise the following day
No matter what happens in this brutal strife.
So this poem was a little different... it's more of a cheer-up poem, which I really suck at... still, please comment and stuff AND IF YOU THINK IT'S GOOD THEN VOTE PLEASE x.x Thanks :D
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