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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Fate / Luck / Serendipity
- Published: 07/10/2020
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Born 2006, F, from Immingham, United KingdomConfusion:
I am lost,
I follow my gut,
I am confused,
I ask for help,
I am helpless,
I seek reassurance,
I am me,
I act like you,
I am lonely,
I make friends,
I am always going to find my own answers and no one can stop me!
Sorry:
I did something wrong today,
But I still have faith,
That all will be okay,
Nothing is in my way,
But my broken ways.
I say I am sorry,
But I know I am lying,
I did what I did for some reason,
And now I need to be beaten,
My punishment is always the same,
I will fetch the cane.
Am I sorry I think or say?
Alone in my room I contemplate,
The reasons of my beatings,
And realize I have freedom,
So once again I do something wrong,
To just one again,
Fetch the can.
Again:
Maybe once,
Maybe twice,
Maybe a couple hundred times,
I will tell my story,
Share my thoughts,
But be ignored.
Again I will try,
Because I never lie,
My words are truth from the heart,
I will always be apart,
From the rest,
Because they are always pests.
Again I will speak to a teacher,
Then hide behind a bleacher,
Waiting for the bell t ring,
As they said I am a sin.
So there will be no again because the bridge has brought the piece I need falling off so gracefully.
School:
It’s a place of facts,
And a place of hacks,
People beat the system,
With their personal wisdom,
No one else sees the cracks,
On the smiles of the quarter back,
He studies so hard,
To be frown from afar,
A sport doesn’t stop your life just your reputation,
He isn’t popular or loud,
Just a little under proud,
People tell him to smile more,
Say he is always such a bore,
No one understands hid pain,
Other than his mother’s grave,
She so close but far away,
Leaving him to only pray,
But as he grows he realizes,
The shady nerd with the red bow ties,
And fall in love away from others,
Thanking his bliss full mother for answering his prayers…
Freedom:
I am free to run,
I am free to fly,
I am free to jump,
I am free to hide where ever I like,
No one will stop me because I have freedom.
I am scared to scream,
I am scared to laugh,
I am scared to smile wherever I am,
I am scared to show my pain,
Yet I have freedom no one can take.
I am me,
I am you,
I am she,
I am it,
Yet my names is Elise and I am free.
I am thankful,
I am peaceful,
I am calm,
I am kind,
And that is not because of my freedom…
No:
I said no,
I never said yes,
No is my answer to your guess,
You never asked a question,
About my kfc,
I didn’t want chicking,
I wanted Maccie Ds.
poems(Elise simpson)
Confusion:
I am lost,
I follow my gut,
I am confused,
I ask for help,
I am helpless,
I seek reassurance,
I am me,
I act like you,
I am lonely,
I make friends,
I am always going to find my own answers and no one can stop me!
Sorry:
I did something wrong today,
But I still have faith,
That all will be okay,
Nothing is in my way,
But my broken ways.
I say I am sorry,
But I know I am lying,
I did what I did for some reason,
And now I need to be beaten,
My punishment is always the same,
I will fetch the cane.
Am I sorry I think or say?
Alone in my room I contemplate,
The reasons of my beatings,
And realize I have freedom,
So once again I do something wrong,
To just one again,
Fetch the can.
Again:
Maybe once,
Maybe twice,
Maybe a couple hundred times,
I will tell my story,
Share my thoughts,
But be ignored.
Again I will try,
Because I never lie,
My words are truth from the heart,
I will always be apart,
From the rest,
Because they are always pests.
Again I will speak to a teacher,
Then hide behind a bleacher,
Waiting for the bell t ring,
As they said I am a sin.
So there will be no again because the bridge has brought the piece I need falling off so gracefully.
School:
It’s a place of facts,
And a place of hacks,
People beat the system,
With their personal wisdom,
No one else sees the cracks,
On the smiles of the quarter back,
He studies so hard,
To be frown from afar,
A sport doesn’t stop your life just your reputation,
He isn’t popular or loud,
Just a little under proud,
People tell him to smile more,
Say he is always such a bore,
No one understands hid pain,
Other than his mother’s grave,
She so close but far away,
Leaving him to only pray,
But as he grows he realizes,
The shady nerd with the red bow ties,
And fall in love away from others,
Thanking his bliss full mother for answering his prayers…
Freedom:
I am free to run,
I am free to fly,
I am free to jump,
I am free to hide where ever I like,
No one will stop me because I have freedom.
I am scared to scream,
I am scared to laugh,
I am scared to smile wherever I am,
I am scared to show my pain,
Yet I have freedom no one can take.
I am me,
I am you,
I am she,
I am it,
Yet my names is Elise and I am free.
I am thankful,
I am peaceful,
I am calm,
I am kind,
And that is not because of my freedom…
No:
I said no,
I never said yes,
No is my answer to your guess,
You never asked a question,
About my kfc,
I didn’t want chicking,
I wanted Maccie Ds.
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