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Confused
October 26, 2019
It's a Tuesday night,
Staying up late
thinking about what the world creates
What's my purpose?
Who am I?
or what was I meant to be?
I'm very young
filled with smiles and tears
not knowing what to fear
I live in Sunny skies
to Cloudy Rainy nights,
Watching the droplets roll down my window like tears
I laugh and smile when I'm in public
I cry when I'm alone
not knowing how to let go
I gaze at the stars
so beautiful and up high
Wishing upon a shooting star that I could fly
© Christy P., Providence, RI
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