I was so strong
In my teens.
I carried so much
And so many.
My brothers were young then,
My parents marriage was hard,
And my friends were breaking.
Now I am older
And life is more stable
I'm not needed.
And in my absence from adolescence
I have grown weak.
Who am I if not enduring?
07/09/25
M
YOU ARE READING
[ p o e t r y 2]
PoetryVolume II of my life's poetry work As with my first volume, these poems contain snippets of my life and my strongest emotions. Here I have opened my soul up to be read.
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