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IsabellaVE Feb 6
I have ambition
Always on a new mission
Working hard to get far
Burning like a star
But stars eventually burn up
Stop
I can barely move now
My body turning its back on me
Falling down all the stairs I climbed
Back at the beginning
Just because I'm back at the beginning doesn't mean I never tried
I try
I have tried
I have tried my whole entire life
Tried to be something I'll never be
IsabellaVE Feb 1
I always wanted to move away
The other side if the world is where I'll stay
But I'll miss my family if I barely see them
I wonder if that's how my mom feels that way
She left her country and family for my dad
She barely gets to see her family
Does it make her sad?
She calls with her sister
She must really miss her
I hope we can visit her family soon
It will be nice for the family and my mom too
IsabellaVE Jan 31
She tells me how she feels
I know I have to heal
I can't make her fear come true
That would be awful of me to do
I cant let her have a dead big sister
So I stand tall, just for her
How my heart shattered at her words
Has it been this obvious how much I've hurt?
It must have been bad for her to tell me
Her biggest fear is me dying by my own hands
But I wont leave her, not a chance
IsabellaVE Jan 29
It all used to be so clear
The colours of the world so fair
The beautiful light
Everything was bright
How peacful it was to be blissfully unaware
But as you grow
The true colours starts to show
Slowly turning grey
Watching the beauty around start to decay
Seeing the world for what it is
Growing out of the childish bliss
IsabellaVE Jan 27
Who am I?
I guess it depends on the eye that sees
Or how well you know me
In reality I barely even know myself
So who am I?
Do I base it of others opinions?
My failures?
Accoplishments I've made?
In the end how much does that really tell about me?
I'm just here
Surviving
Just like everyone else
IsabellaVE Jan 26
Assignments piling up
I used to be at the top
Burned out potensial is the worst
It feels like i'm cursed
The guilt of not being able to do the work
School comes first
My lungs arge going to burst
I cant breath
Math sheets and tear streaks
Science rapports
Weekends too short
Once at the top
Now I struggle to get up
IsabellaVE Jan 25
Muscles aching
Feet sore
I cant stop
I have to dance some more
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
Comfortable clothes
Pin your hair so that it holds
Around and around
Bruises and ice packs
Snacks and spear clothes in my back pack
Practice makes perfect
In the end its all worth it
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