Mary Nagy Poems

People often ask me
how I ever stood my ground,
when trouble just surrounds me
and people push me down.
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Will I ever lose the feeling
of that lonely little girl?
Am I trying to forget her
or just cope within this world?
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As I'm putting your laundry away
I stop to look around your room.
The hundreds of Hotwheels
parked, as they should be, in their crate.
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How do I learn to love myself
when love was never shown?
It's hard to look in a mirror
when that face is not my own.
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When you think of all the things
that you have done, both good and bad.
Do you wonder which ones made you
live the life that you have had?
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Last night they talked about it.
We all prayed so hard it hurt!
I guess it worked cause out my door
there's not a speck of dirt!
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Let's search for money!
Couch cushions...
laundry room...
junk drawers...
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It seems to make no difference
to either you or I.
Sometimes it seems the pain's so deep
But I refuse to cry.
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They strapped them on so long ago
they're now a part of me.
Today they're going to rip them off
and set my poor teeth free!
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My age is getting up there.
Middle age is knocking on my door.
They say I shouldn't worry...
I'm only thirty four.
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