awkwardA Poem by silver threaded queen
I never understood the cruelness of children
If one of them falls the rest just laugh I never understood the hatred of teenagers they hate me for what they don't understand I never fit in my whole childhood I grew up to be a awkward teen I am this today what am I going to grow to be? I remember when I was younger the teacher had asked us what we wanted to be I heard spaceman, ballerina's, and firemen I wanted to be a forensic scientist in middle school they asked us again rock-stars, models, and skateboarders this is were I am now what about next year? I still want to be a forensic scientist but a small part of me........... wants to be a writer
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StatsAuthorsilver threaded queenOHAbouthey my name is jenny, i love hiking, earl grey, reading, and writing, I'm an extremely depressed human with a twisted mind.... everyone on here means the world to me and has helped me through some rea.. more..Writing
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