![]() True strngthA Poem by Hana Linzi
I have met girls and guys,
big and small, tall, and short, pretty, and ugly, Ive met boys, top of them all, rules everyone around them, and I've met girls, where its all about them. Ive met guys, who have nothing there, who dont care, because nobody truely cares bout them There are girls Ive met, they do things the same just like the other girls. Because they dont know they dont know themselves or how to become that. We all go through life some it comes naturally some it takes time. but nobody get it easy There was a boy, nobody knew what he felt. He was quarterback, star player. Everyone knew his name, knew him. He would walk through school, people walk by him and say hi. He knew they didnt know him, He told me one night, I know they dont know me, they think they do, but I dont even know myself, They all think it comes naturally I worked and worked at it to get what I now have I worked through everyone, they told me that i wouldnt go far, there was a point where I didnt even care. Yes I have a girlfriend. But shes not that type of girl I want, I let them see me as shes the girl, just the looks, she dont treat me right, I want a smart independent girl. I want a different life. Then a girl who use to be the known girl who had the world, She didnt know what she wanted, she worked and worked and worked, just to have the best scores, yeah, she got into a big known school, but she never did it for herself. She wanted a different life she wanted to go enjoy it, but never had that chance. She told me the same thing he did. I worked and worked for what I have No one cared how I felt they all told me I would end up stupid. But now look where I am. Teens daily fight things none of you will ever know, they are just like you, they want to be accepted, for people to like them. to be known, but sometimes, after its all done, they dont even know themselves. The last girl who came to me, everyone laughed at her daily. No one really talked to her, they didnt care how she felt. Just because she wasnt skinny, she was uknown She tried all she could to get people to like her. Or just notice her, but never did. She told me the same, I dont know myself, but neither does anyone else I see I am large, I see am not normal. I dont have those great grades, or that nice car, or the star player, and no one will notice me. I live day by day, just trying to keep myself alive. And I find ways to. People, true strength isnt always what you think it is, Having the faith to go on, when no one else cares to believe it To prove to someone that you will stay strong no matter how hurtful. Believing in youself is the true strength, and everyone has it, it lies within you, but you have to go and find it. © 2012 Hana LinziAuthor's Note
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