Poem about Teen Life

Some days I feel like I'm not anyone. People just don't like me. This is why I write this stuff. They can't understand how I feel.

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My Misery

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Published: October 2013

My life is like a circle
There is no specific place to start
My life is like a curvy dirt road
It goes on too far

My life is like an engine
That just won't start
My life is like an eternal flame
a spark that won't go out

My life is like a sad baby
It just sits and pouts
My life is like an ocean
That goes too deep

My life is like a weeping willow
That just won't weep
My life is a shoe
Is it just cold and blue

My life is a lie
It just flies by
My life is a sad poem
It can go on and on.

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