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It started at 11 years old newly adopted didn't know what would happen I wasn't happy I was feeling hopless So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows till I was 12 years old And I found out the way my life was ruined taken from me Why I can't see my brother Why I could hardly remember anything neglect drugs abuse the fault of so many silent families torn apart It broke me too So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows till I was 13 years old falling in love heartbreak dealing with pain with depression anxiety trust issues Oh, the problems it seeds So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows Now I'm 14 years old digging up my roots Where did I come from? What makes me different? I found bits of paper among the leaves There are letters and words, lyrics and poems scratched into the bark of my life's tree. Now you know all about me
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 7:18 AM UTC
At My Roots
It started at 11 years old newly adopted didn't know what would happen I wasn't happy I was feeling hopless So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows till I was 12 years old And I found out the way my life was ruined taken from me Why I can't see my brother Why I could hardly remember anything neglect drugs abuse the fault of so many silent families torn apart It broke me too So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows till I was 13 years old falling in love heartbreak dealing with pain with depression anxiety trust issues Oh, the problems it seeds So I wrote about wanting flowering hope I thought it was a one time thing But I kept writing in my highs and lows Now I'm 14 years old digging up my roots Where did I come from? What makes me different? I found bits of paper among the leaves There are letters and words, lyrics and poems scratched into the bark of my life's tree. Now you know all about me
This is based on my life. It's the story of how I became some sort of poet.
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Oct 28, 2025
Oct 28, 2025 at 7:18 AM UTC
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