Inspirational Poem by Teens

Believe

Hi, my name is Katie and I am 15 years old. Like all people, I have a story. I can relate to this poem. I hope others can too and that it is an inspiration to them!

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I love this poem because it really describes how I feel.... I always try to make sure to please everyone else and never show people how I really feel.. I write poetry and I hope you continue...

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© Katie

January 2009

Believe

There is a boy who lives on the streets,
always alone and never enough to eat.
When he walks down the road,
he makes sure his confidence shows.
But when he's under the bridge and all alone,
tears fall down his cheeks and he feels scared and weak.
But he won't let that bring him down.

There is a girl who looks like she's got it all,
but the truth is people have just never seen her fall.
Always trying to please everyone,
never thinking of herself,
and then disappointment comes and wipes the smile off her face.
But she won't let that bring her down.

There is a woman who is being physically abused.
Days later when the pain sets in,
you can see a purple bruise.
On the outside she's laughing,
but on the inside she's screaming for help.
She tries to act as if it;s fine,
give him more time, he'll see the light,
but here's the night, and it never ends.
But she won't let that bring her down.

United they stand,
hand in hand,
with all their heartaches and insecurities.
They've cried so many tears,
had so many fears,
but now it's time to just believe.

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  • by Anonymous
  • 3 years ago

I love this poem because it really describes how I feel.... I always try to make sure to please everyone else and never show people how I really feel.. I write poetry and I hope you continue to write because you have an amazing talent.

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  • by Savatia
  • 5 years ago

Everybody has a story, me all I am is lonely. I never show people how I really feel no matter how hurt I am. I know a boy like the one in your poem but to hold your head high and not show how hurt you really are takes a lot of dignity, to cry alone means you have a lot of compassion for yourself and others. remember how broken you are GOD is listening.

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