By age twelve I was someone else
Someone who wasn't herself
Started to lose herself
When she couldn't reach help.
Always ran away
From the things that they'd say
Day after day
Always running away.
Hurting myself
Disrespecting myself
I couldn't reach help
I was losing myself.
Never knew which way to go
Faces to know
Feelings to show
I guess I'll just never know.
What to do with myself
How to find myself
How to reach help
Until I know myself.//♥
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hi jade............you've reach the puberty of becoming a groomed poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometime you have to go through phases in life to discover who you really are an the person you want to be