SeventeenA Poem by ibluestrawberryJust a couple thoughts I needed to get off my chest.I am so tired, so tired
Pulled, stretched, in every direction I wonder if anyone sees I am so much older Than my birth certificate They cover their eyes And they don't even know They don't want to see that My tears dried up at age four or forty Because I realized (too soon maybe) They would be sad I wonder if Anyone will hear me cry When I break © 2010 ibluestrawberryReviews
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