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Feb 2013 · 478
Grow up
Anna Grose Feb 2013
I hate being different
In a place where
nothing.
ever.
changes.
Where everyone
Walks the same
Talks the same
Dresses the same
Sleeps with the same boys
Fights with the same girls
It's like they're afraid
Of change
Stuck in their own world
Doomed
To repeat history
Again.
And again.
I grew up here
But I never fit in
I always wondered why
I get it now
Everyone here is so scared
For their lives to change
It's not so bad,
Change,
So maybe you all should
Stop.
Judging.
The different ones
And realize
Just maybe
It's time to stop being the same
Nov 2012 · 460
Clichés and Whatnot
Anna Grose Nov 2012
I am a rock
Strong and steady
You are the ocean
Uncertain and stormy
You crash into me
Constantly
Wear me down until I am nothing
But I need you
We make the beautiful shore
We create the beaches
Apart we are just fine
But you and I make more sense
Together
Nov 2012 · 2.2k
The Thief
Anna Grose Nov 2012
It stole her from me
Not in a literal sense of course
But she was stolen nonetheless
Growing up,
Is what stole her
The busy, cold city took her
From me
I could get her back I suppose
My best friend
But it would never be the same
As how we used to be
Young and innocent
The monster hadn't lured us in yet
With promises of love and adulthood
Empty promises
What does the monster really know?
Does he know our past?
How we used to be?
Without a care in the world
I suppose it's for the best though
The monster will come steal me soon
And it will take everyone else as well
Nov 2012 · 907
Waking Up
Anna Grose Nov 2012
The feeling was crisp
Cold,
But refreshing
I knew what I had to do
The sudden realization
Was like taking a cold shower
After a long day
It was wonderful
But still chilling to the bone
I needed him.
As much as it killed me,
It was true
He would make me whole
Again
I had to stop dreaming
And face reality
He was my other half,
Soul mate,
Whatever you want to call it
He was everything
And so much more
Nov 2012 · 2.0k
I Don't Need You
Anna Grose Nov 2012
I'm not the type of girl who needs to be held,
Reassured that she's wanted,
Cared for by someone,
Told she's beautiful
No
I don't need that
I have everything I need by myself
I depend on myself only
At least that's what I say
No
that's what I mean
it would be nice to know I'm beautiful
That I'm wanted
That someone out there needs me
That someone wants to hold me
It would be nice to have someone
But I don't need it
I don't need anyone
I'm happy I swear
Without someone to love

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