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Jun 2014
when I feel sad or bad or hopeless
my first thought is that
it could be worse.
and I don't mean african children
cause I'm not talking about physical problems.
I mean my friends.
I feel sad and lost:
at least I don't think
I'm on a roller coaster that only goes down.
I feel alone:
at least I talk to
more than two people.
I feel confused:
at least my wrists are bare,
my family is together and calm,
my school isn't hell on earth.
I don't have a boyfriend:
at least he didn't kiss and throw me away,
at least he didn't ruin my life,
at least he didn't break my heart.
At least I am not as insecure as he and she are,
at least my mind isn't a puzzle,
at least the letters on a page make sense.
I have not lost my passion,
been pushed around by those called "friends",
dumped with an invitation in the air,
given up all hope for this universe.
I don't think its all pointless,
I haven't gotten told a define no.
I look around and I tell myself the selfish encouragement:
It could be worse
Written by
Renee
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