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Jan 2013
You are drowning me with your tears
Please my girls don't be afraid
nobody is dead or maimed
nobody should be like this today.

You have to worry about the Petty little things.

The stupid little things.
The useless little things

You have to worry about the petty little things

Do you really?
Does a boy, a grade, really to determine your fate?

Please can't you see these are petty little things?

I try to help, you, save you,
but it's useless if this is what is on your mind.

Why does everyone seem to worry about the petty little things?

We have roofs over our heads and three meals a day.
We have song, and dance, and friendship.
With that, we can beat the pressures from the outside.

So please help me understand why everything is so petty?

I try so hard to help.
I do
I do
I do
But I just don't understand.

Sometimes I worry I can't fathom what goes on in the teenage mind, even though I am one myself.
I can't relate
I try I try I try
And they just laugh and laugh
An awkward little alien sits with them
But I just can't relate to petty little things

So I'm Sorry.

Pretty Little things,
Don't be scared of the Petty little things,
If you are emotionally evoked by such trivial aspects of life
I can't relate.
I probably seem dull
For I am a person of far much less laughter and tears than I am of an intriguing sense of reality
Just please for me, try to remember that I'm trying my best,
Your lives aren't over
Just give it a rest.

Please, Don't let me sink in your emotions.
(another poem written a while ago)
Beth A Storm
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