I'm not weakA Poem by Annabelle Lee
Constantly in the shadow of someone I wil never beat,
I am forgetful, and tiny, and trip over my feet She makes mistakes too If only they knew But they can't see past her boyfriend, her job They look at her beaming, she's just like her mom I am not a good at baskets, I can't play volleyball But man, she's amazing, athletic, and tall I really try, to be like her But I guess that plan will never work Track medals and grades just aren't enough But I'm not very good at her kind of stuff Maybe I'm whining, But they wont see me crying And I wash away the last tear streak Because unlike her, I'm not weak
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StatsAuthorAnnabelle LeeMiddle of NowhereAboutHello everyone I am Annabelle Lee. I am FINALLY, after June 12, the ripe old age of fifteen. I'm a poet. I want to write novels, as well, but those do not belong on this site in hopes that someday .. more..Writing
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