Tiny YouA Poem by Jeremiah Medinadon't ignore your children people....
There is two of everyone
Beneathe the singular appearance Multiple personalities Under every skin Theres a child in you Left over from the days When everything was interesting All life was was play This is where your happy lives Your sadness, anger too Everything that you can feel Lives in this tiny you. Somehow you grew up though Your brain took over then Thoughts becoming everything Erased imagined friends. You've become a different you Matured to just this age Experience intensifies The childs inner rage.. Don't ignore your child Don't you let it bore Boredom is a slow disease That only kids can cure. © 2008 Jeremiah MedinaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on December 20, 2008 AuthorJeremiah MedinaIn the Woods, TXAboutI Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..Writing
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