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Apr 2019
you
anxiety
better than me
leader? you ask
i nod quietly
your arms
my tears
my arms
my fears
opening up
feet step out of time
first dance of many
your car
how are you?
a quiet “good” from the passenger seat.
“you give me hope”
i give you hope
“you make life good”
i make life good
breakdowns & friendly forehead kisses
ranting and food at your house
smiling.
laughing.
breaking.
standing up.
bad decisions.
anger.
anxiety.
my mom’s car
not saying goodbye.
one week.
your face
heart drops.
two weeks.
new york
old times
three weeks.
distance
your words?
world stops.
one month.
“keep your head up”
i keep my head up
“keep holding on”
i keep holding on.
but i don’t do it for you
my friend
i do it for
me
OKAY i'm posting this even tho i don't relate to it anymore. why is it that the second you stop feeling bad or solve a problem, when you look back, the solution seems so obvious? idk. this is a poem about a situation that isn't hurting me anymore. enjoy
Paige Schanely
Written by
Paige Schanely  16/F/PA
(16/F/PA)   
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   Suzy Berlinsky
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