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Sep 2017 · 204
Love
Marie Cowdrick Sep 2017
What is Love?
Everybody has their own definition.
I never knew what it was
Till...
I met the most amazing guy
The love of my life
He has been with me through everything.
He is the one that taught me what love really was
And...
I think him for it everyday
If it wasn't for him
I would have never found out what love really was.
Sep 2016 · 247
will he ever see?
Marie Cowdrick Sep 2016
everyday i see him
i think he notices me but i don' know
i see him in math
i see him english
but in film he sits closer to me
will he ever see me
will he ever like me the same i do him
when i here his name i smile
i cant stop thinking about him
what do i do
where do i go
all i know is
will he ever see
how much i care about him
but with his girl far away
i am right here for him but he will never
see me
will he ever see?
Sep 2016 · 1.2k
Be who you are!
Marie Cowdrick Sep 2016
people see everybody differently
but will you ever show them who you are
being yourself is hard work
feeling like you wont fit in

i felt the same way
then i learned that i can be me
i still have friends
i still have my family

you shouldn't have to pretend
if they don't like you
then it is their lost not yours
be yourself is all you have to do

never let somebody chose who you will be
you are unique in your own way
stay that way
they will learn to like you
or they wont

their opinion should not matter to you
you know who you are
be yourself
i wish i learned this earlier
in my life at least
now its too late to change
Marie Cowdrick Sep 2016
why did you have to go
did you want to leave me here all alone
will you ever come back
no because you are gone forever

i miss you every day
and last night i showed it
i cried for you all night
i miss you
come back to me

will i ever see you again
please come back to me
why did you have to leave me?
Apr 2016 · 234
why
Marie Cowdrick Apr 2016
why
why do these things happen to me
when i learn to be me, not what everyone wants me to be
why do think we are all the same
who are we really
why do i try to fit in
i will never do it for real
i am myself and nobody is like me
we are our own person
why don't we see this.

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